This week is the Surrey International Writer’s Conference. It’s hard to pick a conference favorite, but this one might be it. I went to this conference for years before I sold and it had a huge impact on taking my writing to the “next level.” If you are in the area there is an EXCELLENT book signing (all the presenters are there, plus a few extras) on Saturday at 5:30 to 7:00. Details are here. You know you want to come because by Saturday night who knows what inappropriate stuff I might say? Cow Vagina? Could be. (If you don’t get the cow vagina reference I feel the need to suggest you scroll back a few entries. This comment is not as random as it might otherwise sound.)
On the downside I have had the plague for most of the past week. This means I am taking copious amounts of over-the-counter medication and as a result having REALLY weird dreams. Plus, I dream a lot because I randomly fall asleep at different points in the day. I want to get rid of this cold because a) duh, it’s a cold; b) no one likes to hang out with the lady spraying mucus; and c) I have a lot to do so need to stay awake longer than a few hours at a time. Brilliant YA writer Terra Elan McVoy swears by this cold cure. You take 4-5 crushed garlic cloves and add hot water to make a tea. Squish in some lemon juice. Drink multiple time through out the day. I’m still debating on this. I like garlic, and I like tea, but garlic tea? And will anyone want to be near me if I have garlic breath? Why can’t the cold cure be “drink really great hot chocolate with an oatmeal cookie”?
Under the heading this would keep me up at night: I saw the headline Giant Mystery Eyeball Washes Up on Beach. Apparently it really is a giant eyeball. A squid’s eyeball is the best guess. If I found a giant eyeball I might stop walking along that particular stretch of beach.
Hope everyone has a great week and if you have any cold cure recommendations, let me know. Unless it involves squid eyeballs.