Y’all. I just got home a couple of hours ago. Dropped my stuff and ran back out, running errands to get ready for the work week. I’ve been mentally gathering what I wanted to say about my NYC weekend; to sum it up – #BehindThePen17 was BEAUTIFUL. Beautiful space. Beautifully decorated. Beautiful authors and readers and organizers and volunteers… yeah. Just beautiful. I should probably use another word, but that’s what it was. And, from beginning to end, the love was genuine. Plus, the music and the laughter and the selfies and the food and the energy… all of it was magic.
Kudos and a hundred hugs to Sharee and Saida for your vision and love for indie authors. You are AMAZING. That you would celebrate us in such an incredible way – in NYC?! – means so much. Thank you to the organizers, sponsors and volunteers; you made this event feel so warm and welcoming. Again, you are all incredible and thank you Sistah Girls Book Club for such a memorable experience!
Then I had dinner with my faves Saturday night. It was the first time Nia, Jacinta, Lily and I were all in the same city and the same space together – sooo much fun and the perfect way to close out the day. The conversation hit on a little bit of everything including our upcoming projects. *crickets* lol At least for me because writing has been on hold for a good minute because, well… life.
That’s when the realest moment of the weekend happened for me.
Leave it to my faves to come through with some inspiration. Love y’all. ❤
Hours later, I made it back to my hotel feeling a little lighter. True, life gets in the way. But I’m blessed to have writer friends who reminded me that sometimes life IS the way… and you simply channel your energy and write anyway. Escape and create. Because writers write.
I stayed up late with my best girl (my mom is so awesome; love her beyond words!), hanging out at Broadway Lounge, discussing the swirlnado in my mind over stiff drinks and yummy cheesecake.
This morning, I woke up feeling good. Really good.
Time to get back to work.