Another Trip

Monday, Jul 28

Tomorrow morning, early, I will be squired to the airport for a trip to San Francisco. I’m unofficially attending RWA (Romance Writers of America). I say ‘unofficially’, because I’m not actually registered for the conference. This year, I’m just meeting with certain friends and attending events put on by Harlequin and my publicist, Nancy Berland. It’s pure self-indulgence, because I’ve had the most frenzied summer. I need a ‘breather’ year, a chance to be an observer.

While always fun and very educational, RWA is stressful, too. There are those who, though vastly and fortunately outnumbered by friendly and professional people, want to take you down a peg. Make sure you’re not enjoying that success a little TOO much. What is it with people like that??? I’ll bet you know some.

They’re the ones who tell you things (always bummers) For Your Own Good. And they’re everywhere, it seems to me. Here’s this cowgirl’s answer to the knife-under-the-ribbers: Your approval, while always appreciated, is not required.

Critical people are always authorities on everything–have you ever noticed? I wonder what it’s like to have that much free time, not to mention that they must have all their OWN ducks in a row, if they feel justified in telling other people how to live.

I’m taking my laptop along on this trip, as I’m behind on a deadline and frankly a trip out of town right now is just about the LAST thing I need, so I’ll blog as often as I can, as well as writing TYLER. (Yum. Hunka-hunka burnin’ love!)

I also plan to: visit an art supply/rubber stamp/scrapbooking store–eat a LOT of seafood–hoist a glass or two with good friends–and generally appreciate what a lucky woman I truly am. Whoopee–it’s FUN to be me. (Also expensive. :))

More tomorrow, probably toward sundown. I’m asking my angels for a hassle-free flight. No delays. No cancellations. Nobody taking up all of their seat and half of mine.

I do not love the transit part of travel, as you might gather from the above sentence. (And if I hadn’t just ranted on being critical, I’d tell you what I think of the airlines!) But I love the places I go, and I love coming home even more.

It’s all good. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.

About Linda

The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is a #1 New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels, most of which reflect her love of the West.

Raised in Northport, Washington, Linda pursued her wanderlust, living in London and Arizona and traveling the world before returning to the state of her birth to settle down on a horse property outside Spokane.

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