I was going to make this post this time last week, but thanks to a volcano, I wasn’t sure I’d be travelling.
I’m just back from six days in New York City, where I attended the Backspace Conference, met a lot of awesome writers, and bought many, many books. (Many.)
This was part of the conversation between the taxi driver and me at Dublin Airport:
TAXI DRIVER: *while lifting my suitcase into the car* If this is full of money, you are the richest person I know.
ME: It’s… books. *sheepish look*
(upon learning I work in a bookshop)
TAXI DRIVER: Wait, you work in a bookshop, and you went to NYC and brought back a suitcase of books?
ME: Let me explain US and UK book rights to you…
I have a proper post about the conference coming up, but for now I wanted to say: I went to NYC, yay! I met some great people, yay! I bought so many books, yay!