1. People in New York move everywhere with quick-paced purpose…but I’m not convinced that any of them are really going anywhere. (Maybe it’s just me)

2. No matter what you’ve heard about New Yorkers, they are incredibly kind. I’ve seen more rudeness at PTA meetings. Well…not really, because I don’t go to them. But if I did, I imagine there would be a fair share of rudeness (if only my own).

3. There’s always something. Something to eat, something to do. Always.

4. Writers are wonderful people. Next year, I may grace them with more Heatheresque clothing, rather than dressing up in a professional costume. Okay…I may blend the two.

5. Bald men are dead sexy. (This means you, Keith and Ewoh)

6. Carrying a coffin around the airport attracts people who seem genuinely interested in my books. Go figure.

7. Jackie Kessler is the queen of the damned and the queen of cool. (Okay, I knew that one already, but dude…at the same time, I had no idea)

8. Chocolate=Love

9. My agent is every bit as charasmatic, funny, brilliant, witty and wonderful in person as he is on the phone and in email…plus, he’s strikingly handsome. (Which is good…I have a need to balance out my cuteness with good-looking associates. Not really. But I’m underslept and right now, this entry is making me giggle. A giggling goth? That’s just sick. I am far too perky for my own good.)

10. My editor is even more amazing face-to-face. I could just sit and talk to her for hours (and did). (Plus, she’s lovely…wow, what’s with all the attractive people in NY? Note to self: seek out my fellow creatures of the night next time I visit the city)

11. More people are interested in me, my backstory, and my books than I realize.

12. I can be completely myself–immature, dorky, goofy, and weird and people will strangely think me to be charming and interesting. (I have them all fooled! *insert maniacal laughter here*)

and 13. Coming home really is the best part of any trip. (Unless you live next to a corn field. Then…well, then you live next to a corn field)

Taking a few days away from blogging, from computer stuff in general, as being upbeat and ‘on’ all weekend completely exhausted me and I need some serious hermit time. So, I’m crawling back into my coffin. Let me know when the sun goes down.

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