Dreamed that I was trapped near a lake, looking down at all my things, underwater. Trying to send cryptic notes out to the outside world.
Not enough sleep last night. I had far too much to think about. I got the feeling that I was surrounded by people who were much like me, at Blogher. There was an undercurrent of loopy love of the absurd, a pushing at boundaries, an essential shyness until you go just below the surface and they were like me, full of beans. If the conference lasted longer, a few more days, we would have swept the place clean and erected some kind of burning pyre to Eris in the parking lot. Ahoy! There were many interesting hats. A certain devil-may-care attitude, even in the more straightlaced women.
The demographic: mainly white, but not all. From slightly older than me to rather young. Not many older folks. So interesting to meet people and to know that they have the same supersecret life I do, how so much of me exists on the page.
Manny is running around all atwitter this morning, since later in the day he speaks to 3000 people for 40 minutes. Geeyikes! Dang! We're drinking coffee and making fun of the cats. Really, that's what cats are for. Soon we'll wake the girls and we'll all take him to the airport, grumbling and bitching the whole way.
I'm finding it really hard to write naturally, after yesterday. My stats show all kinds of strange traffic, particularly for a saturday. How totally interesting. I love to watch what happens. Probably that's why I write novels.
why did no one invite me/tell me about this. what am i? a man with no computer?
Posted by: minnie | August 01, 2005 at 03:56 PM
I wondered!
Posted by: Jo | August 01, 2005 at 04:20 PM