Half of my books from the conference arrived today, and I practically bounced up the stairs to my apartment when I saw the stack of boxes sitting on my front stoop. I’d known that I’d ship the books I got at conference, but what I didn’t know was how anxious I’d be for them to get here. I almost felt like I’d left my laptop or a favorite necklace behind when I got home and didn’t have anything for my bookshelves. But patience, while a cruel mistress, teaches her virtues, and I happily unpacked all 41 of my new books.
Yep, that’s right—41 glorious, wonderful, and mostly signed-by-the-author books. And that’s only half of them. I shipped the first set of boxes midweek and the second set on Sunday, but I’m already so giddy with the headiness of the paperbacks stacked beside me that Lord knows what I’ll do when the last shipment comes in. Faint, maybe? *Grins*
Life is good.
This means, of course, that I’ll have to redo my TBR list. While I won’t do the challenge like I did before, I’ll readily admit that I’m pretty much set up for the next year, at least. Heck, I still have one or two books from the 2007 RWA National Conference that I haven’t read yet. No worries, though. All my pretties will get their turn, and I now have a bunch of historicals, paranormals, comedies, and suspense to keep them company. The hard part will end up being not reading them, so I can get some of my own work done. *Sigh* The difficult life of a wannabe writer. Don’t you just feel so sorry for me? 
July 23, 2009 at 2:40 pm
So many books, so little time.