The One at Home, at last

Hey! It's been a while, huh? First things first: Brightly Woven is now out in paperback! I can't believe it, and wish I had something half intelligent to say about it. For now, all I can say is: AHHHHHHHHHH! My sweet little bookie wook, in a lovely new format. ♥

On the Black is the Color related front, I turned in my first round of revisions a few weeks back and I'm still waiting to hear what my editor thinks (nervous!). No cover or official description or anything of that nature, but I thought, since I've been getting questions about this, that I'd point out that the book has sold in the following territories: Germany, Poland, Australia/New Zealand, Thailand, Spain, Russia, and, today, France! I always feel weird about announcing stuff like this, but I do keep track of the publishers (and will update the list with pub dates and covers as I get them) here on the story's page.

SO! This past week-ish, I was in New Orleans for the American Library Association's Annual conference. I can't really describe the experience in a word, or even fifty, but it was crazy, and busy, and touching, and exciting, and all sorts of interesting. I was there for work, as a good number of you discovered, and spent much of my time working the booth and handing out galleys. Alas, I didn't really get pictures of the convention center this time. I only got to walk around and see the other booths once, just before the conference opened on Friday night. I totally grabbed a zillion galleys, though--Variant, How to Save a Life, and, the one I'd been dying for, The Night Circus just to name a few.

I did have a little bit of free time while I was in New Orleans because we finished set up early. AND! I got to see one of my very best friends, Carlin, (she of Brightly Woven fame), who is in medical school down there. Bonus: my freshman suitemate, Rachel, was also down for a visit, so I got to meet up with them one night for dinner. :) Other fun stuff: sampling beignets at Cafe du Monde , walking around the French Quarter, and eating more seafood in one week than I had in my entire twenty-four years of existence. There was this one moment, just after I tried the charbroiled oysters at Drago's, that I wondered if maybe I was allergic to shellfish (my mom is, and--my hand to the big guy in the sky--I'd never had shellfish before going to New Orleans) and I freaked my boss out a little bit. But, good news! I'm obviously not. I will live to tell you terribly unfunny stories another day.

The highlight of the trip for me was the Newbery/Caldecott/Wilder award banquet. Dinner was totally disgusting (some kind of beef, I think, but mine was about 89% fat and seemed to melt into a gelatinous puddle on my plate at the lightest touch), but the speeches were amazing.

I'm also maybe a little bit in love with the program for the event. The winner of the Caldecott medal designs and illustrates them, and Erin E. Stead did a really beautiful job. My pictures don't do it justice, but it was designed to look like a library book, with flaps and a card (made to look like the cards you'd stamp in a library) with past winners of the award:

For us, the banquet went from about 6 PM to 1 AM--a lot of dinners, cocktail parties, and late nights all around.

Anyway, I'm so grateful to have a quiet weekend to clean my apartment and start looking for a new one for August. One of the more frustrating things about living in New York is how mad the apartment hunt is--my parents can't figure out why Roommate J and I don't have a place lined up already. But, if you were to go on Craigslist right now and search for apartments in Manhattan, the bulk of them would be for a 7/1 or 7/15 move-in. There really is a two week turn around to finding a place, and it's very hard to get a head start.

What are your plans for this weekend?