As soon as I checked into my hotel, I started walking around the Book Fair. First of all, it’s 80 degrees and humid! Oh my goodness—it’s so fabulous! But I was blown away by the sheer number of book sellers, vendors, and organizations at this weeklong extravaganza. Wow!
Next, I went to the author hospitality suite and passed who I think was Maggie Gyllenhaal. Then I saw Chip Kidd, with whom I did not speak with, and later I saw Edwidge Danticat, with whom I did.
At some point between Chip Kidd and Edwidge Danticat, I had a “what the hell am I doing here with all of these heavy hitters” moment. A mini freak-out, if you will. Me and my little poetry collection ... why am I here? After a few deep breaths and some kind tweets from some friends on Twitter, I started to relax. Still, it is overwhelming to be in the company of big-name writers.
My poetry reading is today at 2:30 p.m., so I’ll either go to South Beach and watch all the eye candy, or stay local and finish my manuscript revisions. More to come.