My editor’s thoughts and experiences at RavenCon! Well worth the read!
I’m walking through the darkened courtyard of the DoubleTree Hotel in Williamsburg, Virginia, trailing just behind Chris Kennedy. The sun has dropped from the sky, much like my morale after sitting in on a panel where one panelist plugged their book eighteen times. I know this because I kept tally. Eighteen.
Putting this from my mind, I increase my pace and try not to slip on the water-soaked cement. Some kid splashing in the pool to my right has a writhing knot of multi-colored pool noodles underneath him. He shouts up at me from the water, “I bet you didn’t think you’d see someone with seven pool noodles in their trunks!”
It’s true, kid. I didn’t think I’d see that.
Careful to not get pulled into an existential conversation about the stuffing of pool noodles into bathing suits with no adult supervision around, I continue…
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