Hey everyone, I’m in the Portland Airport, listening to someone sing a Coldplay song at the top of her lungs, about three feet away. I’m trying to drown out the noise with my typing.
On Thursday I spoke to a wonderful group of kids in Colville, Washington. During the drive, the presentation, and a night in Coeur D’alene, I learned a few things.
- I want to live somewhere pretty–the drive from Spokane to Colville was gorgeous, worth the trip
- Despite my plans to see the sights, I cherish time alone in a hotel room–it’s the only time I can think of when nobody needs me. I read, I nap, and I watch infomercials
- I ate dinner with a family on their farm. They basically had their own mountain. I want my own mountain
- My dad is great. file under “relearned”
- A 14 oz steak at the Wolf Lodge in Couer D’alene can’t be too fatty
- The library in Couer D’alene is pretty, but when I asked the librarians for a reading recommendation, they couldn’t come up with anything besides a cookbook. TISK
- I love kids
- I hate the sight of my eldritch visage leering at me from a poster
- I need an updated photo–the fresh-faced lad on that poster was barely recognizable
- It’s going to be even more fun to go speak when an event ends with a book signing
- I love small towns. I want to move to one.
- It takes about 24 hours for me to start missing my family
- I love to meet people worth knowing–I am never going to meet as many good people in one place as I do at these sorts of gatherings
- It’s a small world. One of Adam Glass’s former lieutenants was in the audience when I spoke. Colville was the last place he expected a librarian to pop up, talking about one of his former brothers in arms
- I eat like crap when I travel. Must change this in June.
- Coldplay in the airport is obnoxious
There’s more, but it’s time to board. There is a woefully small plane beckoning to me.
Happy friday, y’all.