I’m time-traveling today, in a sense. As you read this, I’m on my way home to Oregon from RWA’s National conference in Atlanta.

By now, I hope to have sold many books at the Literacy signing, met a few of you in person, re-connected with old friends and formed new bonds, had face-to-face meetings with my editor and agent, survived having four roommates instead of the usual three, imparted something useful during the workshop several of us Quills presented on Saturday, and oh yeah, learned something new at the various workshops I attended.

I’m sure the other Quills will be sharing some of their experiences from Atlanta this week, as will I. Just as soon as I’ve had a chance to nap. So much to do at conference, there isn’t much time to sleep.