Walking the cement floors of an exhibit hall is hard work and makes your feet hurt, no matter how bouncy your new sneakers with the pink swooshes are.
On day 1 of TLA, I was staggering under the weight of a backpack stuffed with new books. The overflow bag in my left hand was slowly dislocating my elbow and separating my left arm from its shoulder socket when I heard someone call my name. It was Chris Barton. He was instantly familiar to me because I've seen his photo on his blog. I hide behind Dragon online because more kids know him than me.
How in the world? I was surprised and amazed when Chris told me that he had recognized my sneakers!
My equilibrium was restored with a cup of coffee and good conversation with Mr. Barton. I also had a chance to talk with Austin authors Julie Lake, Brian Anderson, Don Tate, Cynthia Leitich Smith and GregLeitich Smith: such nice folks, all of them.
I have always lived by the motto, "I read therefore I am" so the chance to actually converse with people who put those words on the page is a heady experience.
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I think it's pretty funny that Chris recognized you by your shoes.
Can't wait to hear about the books stuffed into that backpack! Vicarious shinyness....
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