I'm getting ready for AWP. So far, that consists of figuring out which black no-iron items go into my luggage, reloading the Chicago 10 day forecast every so often, and realizing most of what I know about the city I learned from watching John Hughes movies.
Since I don't have any immediate obligations on either side of the conference dates and I hate flying (thanks, Fearless!) , I decided to take the train and I sprung for a sleeper. So I've been reading up on that experience and learning there are a LOT of passenger train nerds. They all say to bring duct tape on the trip.
While I'll have my laptop with me, I'm not sure how often I will be able to perform my customary social networking tasks. Predictably, this is both a concern and a relief. (Note to those submitting to Northville Review: I anticipate some delay in response time.)
Yesterday I realized I will be missing the Rock of Love Bus episode where Bret brings in some new girls and the old ones get really mad. Which got me to thinking: What percentage of AWP attendees will be able to fill me in on what happens? Gut feeling: A higher one than I think.
If you're going to be at AWP, and you see a large disheveled woman with glasses and no-iron black clothes? Please stop me and say hi. I'll be so happy to meet you in person. I like readings more than anyone should, but *you* are the reason I'll be there.