Too little sleep
Cool night air
On a sparsely populated
Await my arrival
To help register attendees
And one very excited newcomer--
"Will you take a picture with me?
It's my first time at TLA!"
Rush across the downtown street.
Listen as these well-spoken women
Play riffs upon "Three Billy Goats Gruff"
This one spoofing, that one puppeteering
Another one acting, and a fourth, singing.
Drawing out the actors
From us all.
(Here's me, surprisingly willing
To mimic a troll
Who hasn't had his morning coffee yet.)
Back to the convention center,
Hunting lunch--paid too much
Sat next to a friendly, familiar author
And a friendly, unfamiliar librarian.
More storytelling--digital, this time
Showing us animated avatars
So many cool resources to play with!
(Oops, tablet almost dead.
Find a plug, barely charged
Head back across the street.)
Looooong line outside
The speed-dating room
Will we fit?
How does this work?
Over a dozen full tables
Authors and illustrators and
Committee members circulate
Librarians hanging on every word.
(Free, signed books? Why yes, don't mind if I do!)
Back across the street
To the shadowed train platform
Brain full of ideas.
Home to dinner and slicing and bed.
(Let's do this again tomorrow, shall we?)