Hey, news flash: It's snowing again. You know, because it's Tuesday. And on Tuesdays, it snows. This is getting a little old. I like to walk to the elementary school for my reading with Ryan the fifth grader on Tuesdays but now it looks like I'll have to take the car. If only the sun came out after these storms, but the sun gets really coy in Vermont during the winter. I have yet to figure out why and where she goes.
I had a dream last night about the Sirens Conference. In the dream, I was going to give a presentation. A group of about thirty people gathered in a room for tea and so that people like me could give short presentations. They said I should go first. I sat down at the table up front and just sat there, staring at my paper. I don't know if I was scared or asleep or what. I just...zoned out. And then suddenly I realized where I was and I floundered, started to talk. That's when Janni Lee Simner gently but firmly told me that my time was up and I'd have to go back to my seat because other people were waiting to present. So I very politely stood up and thanked them and excused myself before I could start crying.
This is funny for a couple reasons:
1. Sirens is in OCTOBER and I'm apparently already getting nervous about the possibility of giving a presentation, which I've been thinking about doing. That means I'm nervous about eight months in advance. Who says I don't plan ahead?
2. I love that Janni Lee Simner was there. I didn't get the chance to speak with her at Sirens last year, but her book Bones of Faerie (first in a trilogy) is on my to-read list and looks fascinating. Also, based on what I observed about Janni from afar at the conference, I don't think she's the type of person to ask me to leave quietly. I bet she would have given me about a minute of silence in my presentation before clearing her throat and shouting something encouraging to wake me up!
So apparently my subconscious wants me to stop procrastinating and start working on my presentation. Point taken. Yeesh!