Yeah, that’s me. Sort of. Stylized. But, it’s me. 🙂
I have been busy this month and didn’t remind people about #SelfieArtDay but will compile a list of everyone who played along!
I promised last week, when I posted about the adorable book plate I received from one of my favorite authors that I’d share a story about the-book-plate-that-never-was.
A handful of years ago, I was at a writer’s conference where I sat next to an author at lunch. We chit-chatted a little and then re-connected with each other on Twitter due to our whole table exchanging business cards and promising to keep in touch. We talked about her cute book and she asked me for my address so she could send me a signed bookplate. So, for the past 3 years, I sit (above) with the book waiting hopefully for the bookplate to arrive.
This segues to…
At that same lunch, while I was making small talk with the aforementioned author (it was after eating and most of the people from our table had drifted off), a man came up to the table. Without looking at me at all, he introduced himself to the author, told her he’d heard she used to be an editor with blah-blah-blah publisher and would like to chat with her. She and I glanced at each other, smiled our goodbyes, and he launched into his schpiel NEVER ONCE ACKNOWLEDGING ME OR THE FACT THAT HE INTERRUPTED MY CONVERSATION WITH HER. Granted, it wasn’t much of a conversation, but WOW! Entitled much, dude?
You can sure meet some weird people at conferences… 😀