So. Let's see. When you open a restaurant, you tend to miss a thing or a hundred. There were all sorts of book-related shenanigans this year.
There was much weeping at the end of Harry Potter.
Also, this happened. Which has me both excited and concerned. Mostly concerned.
Missouri went a little crazy with the book-banning.
I predicted the Caldecott medal LIKE A BOSS. (But failed at the Newbery. Alas.)
#YA saves became a full-blown movement, and then Sherman Alexi ripped everybody's heart out. In a good way.
I started spending some time with friends at the loveliest place on earth.
I got new glasses.
I made the decision to attend KidLitCon. Which is in two days. Did I mention that it is in two days? Also, I am nervous.
I have never been to a book-blogging conference before. Or anything resembling one. The trouble with being a children's bookseller is that you get out of the habit with interacting with adults, in adult-type social situations, that involve actual (non-imaginary) conversations, and maybe heels? Does one wear heels to these sorts of things? I don't know! I am unprepared.
Thankfully, Miss Diamond in the Window herself has invited me to speak on a panel with her on Saturday. She is only one of my favorite KitLit bloggers of all time (so you know, NO BIG WHOOP), and she has gone out of her way to make me feel welcome and excited and less terrified of the whole thing. I will still bring a paper bag to breath into, just in case. To quote my friend Melissa, "It is going to be a perfect storm of nerds." I can't wait.
Expect a full report when I return.