San Francisco, California
It all seemed to be going so well. After yesterday’s last-minute decision to go to the Maui Writers’ Conference in Hawaii, Team Roz really pulled out all the stops to help me get there fully prepared.
I didn’t want to turn up empty-handed. The objective of the exercise is to schmooze the attendant literary agents and/or publishers. I needed a seriously impressive book proposal to hand out.
But my book proposal was still far from ready. Ellen Hawkes, my advisor in all matters literary, had made a lot of suggestions for improvement that needed to be implemented.
Impossible deadlines have a marvellous ability to focus the mind, and in 3 hours of intense mental activity and much typing, I had a proposal that met with Ellen’s approval.
I also decided I wanted 10 copies of my Atlantic rowing videos on DVD to include in the package, as the videos seem to provoke a definite reaction in all who see them (varying from ‘you must be mad’ to ‘wow’).
Luckily Lex at Riekes Center for Human Enhancement was able to help out.
With a lot of expenditure and a bit of difficulty (WHY won’t Hawaiian Airlines accept British credit cards?) I managed to sort the logistics – flights, hotel, and conference badge.
So I was looking all shipshape and ready to go. Then I found that there was a problem with the sound on the DVD’s, my laptop (with all my logistical info) wouldn’t sync to my palmtop… and then to top it all I pulled a muscle in my lower back.
A case of more haste, less speed, maybe.