PNBA Day Two:
It was all about the trade show floor. It seemed as though every publisher had young adult paranormal and science fiction out. Not only am I a fan of this genre, but so is my sister and my bff Jenn. (I’m home and have separated out their books into piles: “Jenn,” “Karyn,” & “Books I have to read before passing them on to Jenn & Karyn.” I have two weeks to get through the four books in the latter catagory.)
The trade show floor was the beginning of my descent into Book Hell. Whatever it was that I didn’t want to break in my brain, well, it broke. I did stick to my general list, I had circled 54 books in the program and came home with 55, but I think it still might be too much. I just know so many voracious readers. That’s it! I can blame you! Jenn, Karyn, Mom, Dad. It’s all YOUR fault I had to check two bags and lug around another carry on and strain my shoulders and over-extend my wrists. (Get a fuckin’ TV whydontcha?)
Out of the fourteen books I kept for myself and nick, I’ve finished one: Glaciers by Alexis M. Smith. (I also read several other books that I’m passing on.) I really loved this book. However, I have a problem. I seem to always select books that are going to make me tear up on airplane rides. Seriously, this book was beautiful. The story of an unrequited love between a librarian and a soldier, paralleled to the protagonist’s memories of growing up in Alaska and moving outside. It was a gorgeous story. It comes out in January 2012.
Another of my favorites is a middle-grade read: Stealing Magic: a Sixty-Eight Rooms Adventure by Marianne Malone. Much of it takes place in the Art Institute of Chicago’s Thorne Rooms, the miniature rooms. (They’re one of my favorite exhibits.) Ruthie and her friend Jack get shrunk down and have adventures and solve mysteries inside the rooms, which are gateways to the past. When I was a kid I used to love the idea of exploring those tiny spaces and Ms. Malone has really captured this childhood dream of mine in a very special way. I’m giving it to Karyn so that she can read it to Sammy. It, like Glaciers, comes out in January 2012.
I was Vernor Vinge’s escort and helper for the Author Feast Friday night. (As he would say: Vinge rhymes with ‘Stingy,’ just in case you were wondering how it’s ‘really’ pronounced.) I got a personalized copy of Children of the Sky, the sequel to 1992’s Fire Upon the Deep. I can’t wait to read it, but unfortuantely it is going to have to wait until I get through the books for Karyn and Jenn.
PNBA Day Three:
Truly in Book Hell. I had to save room in my luggage for the children’s picture books on Saturday. I can’t go home without some shwag for Sammy, and really, and the majority of the children’s authors were presenting at lunch. So I got my books and hurried back to my room to rearrange my bags and check out.
Peggy, my MPS rep who is Awesome, gave me a large, messenger-style reusable bag on Saturday morning for all my books. It didn’t have a closure, so I was going to use it as my carry-on.
It contained three books: Stealing Magic, Glaciers, and How Georgia Became O’Keefe (by Karen Karbo, November 2011, a small-ish book that I didn’t quite finish on the plane). It also had my laptop and wallet and snaks.
Then there was my large messenger bag, stuffed full of books. I forgot that it contained my ipod. I checked it with the airline and forgot that it had my ipod in it. I had to fly all the way home with no music & no movies. Tragedy.
My red suitcase was filled to bursting with the rest of the books. It was over-weight and They made me take out three heavy books and put them in my carry on.
Book Hell is lugging a fifty-eight-pound roller suitcase along with one thirty-pound messenger bag and another fifteen or twenty in a second messenger bag. I got them home okay. Only about a quarter of them are for me. The other ones, currently in Book Pergatory are going back in to the suitcase to be brought to Chicago. On second thought, lugging them a second time would just be a return to Book Hell. I think I’ll mail them.







