Countdown to Anxious

So, approximately 24 hours from now, I’ll be en route to my first ever writing conference. You heard me right – a writing conference! Lots of aspiring authors, together, talking about words and genres and publishing and maybe even sexy stuff like margins and word counts.

Thanks to my work in higher ed, I’ve attended conferences before, however something makes me think this one will be different. I can’t quite put my finger on it. Perhaps it’s because writers aren’t known for our social skills, which makes me excited to see what happens when you put a bunch of us together. Either way, I’ve been looking forward to this weekend for quite a while and now that it’s upon us, I have just one question:

Should I be nervous?

That’s a valid concern, right? Because so far, anxiety has not kicked in. As it turns out, the event is in both a city and a hotel I’ve been to before, which may have something to do with this strange bout of composure. I’m starting to wonder if nerves are going to come at all. Either this means I’m made of stone, or I’m being so naïve that it’s going to be funny later. I’m confident that it’s the latter (did anyone else choke up when driving by the Occupy Protesters?). I’ll be sure let you know.

In unrelated news, the About page now has a picture on it. Oh snap! (said the camera lens).