BEA Bound!

I leave this morning for my first trip to BEA. I'm more of a country mouse than a city mouse, so my preparations have involved mentally gearing up for the psychic onslaught of hordes of people, in addition to packing and all the usual things you do.

I'm not sure if I'll get the chance to do much blogging, but I'll be Tweeting my little heart out! If I accomplish the following three things while at BEA, I will die (or just go home) a happy woman.

1. Get Zadie Smith or Megan McDonald to sign a book. I will say really ridiculous things like "you are so amazing,"and she will wearily smile at my lack of originality and over-enthusiasm. But I will still be filled with glee.

2. Pick up ARCs without feeling guilty. They're free? And I can just take one? It just doesn't seem right! I'll be the one hanging out behind the crowd stacked three deep at at a both, waiting to get someone's expression permission to take a copy.

3. Not snoop around the apartment I am staying in with Phoebe North (author of Starglass, forthcoming in 2013! Get psyched, people!) via airbnb. I blame the writer in me. I visually case people's homes on a regular basis because I'm constantly curious. With the owner gone, I'll be like a kid in a candy store. The temptation to open drawers will be excruciating. If only I could feel worse about violating a stranger's privacy and better about taking free things!