So the party last night ended up being a lot of fun. I ended up talking to a bunch of "my-level" (I hope they don't take that as an insult!) writers for most of the night in a group. We traded stories, talked about the plots of each others novels (all of which were *AWESOME*), and finally degenerated into a literary dissection of Star Wars. Seriously, have I found my people or what? I even finally got that Scotch I've been asking for!
It's amazing to me that last night was the highlight of the conference. A few years ago, I probably wouldn't have even been able to make it downstairs to the party. People? Small talk? Little chicken things on a stick?!? No way, get me to a computer where I can hide behind a keyboard and be all witty.
But so much of that has changed for me. And while last night was still a little scary, I really pushed past that and had so much fun.
Oh, and I got to stand five feet away from the guy who wrote Rambo. Yeah...last night was beyond awesome. I am so happy I am here.
Okay, on to the last day! What adventure awaits me down there today?
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