Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts
Friday, August 16, 2013
Las Vegas, Confidence...and Wigs
I love my new wig...and maybe when I'm all silver I will have my natural hair dyed this color... Hee, hee.
What does a lavender wig have to do with anything? Well, it
can spark plot ideas, lift the spirits, challenge my costume shopping gene…
Now, what is really funny about this… I had this hairstyle
when I was in third grade. In fact, this is one of my all-time favorite school
pictures. It wasn’t until I got home from Vegas, where I bought the wig, that I
realized how similar these two hairstyles are.
Third grade was the year the family moved to a new city.
First time I dealt with mean girls who were mean just because they could be.
Which I didn’t understand at all, so I stood up to them, eyes clear and
confident that I was right. (I was.) Ran into a friend I made in that new city
a few years ago, who remembered clearly how I made Debbie stop picking on her.
I don’t remember it. I guess because it didn’t seem extraordinary to me. It
certainly was to L.
I’ve been thinking a lot about confidence lately, as I seem
to be falling in and out of black hole regarding what confidence I have. I don’t
know if a lavender wig will help me, though I do find a pirate hat at
conventions does wonders for my ability to connect with people. (Now, if only
all those compliments about the hat would translate into some of these people
taking a chance on buying a pirate story…)
Do you remember when
you were the bravest kid in school? Or knew the bravest kid in school? Do you
think it was a matter of confidence or ignorance? ;-)
Friday, August 9, 2013
Live! From Las Vegas!
Yeah, I'm still alive. Toasted. Very toasted. Exhausted, hoarse, but content.
I had my big panel today, crew. The one about everything I learned from almost dying...about 7 people there, but it was good.
I was articulate, didn't sweat, never stumbled...
Okay that's all a lie.
I was a wreck, but I think I bluffed through enough to make it work. I know it worked for at least one young woman who came up to afterward and thanked me for being so honest. She admitted she suffered from panic attacks and held a lot of fear of rejection. We sat and talked for a good 15 minutes afterward and ... you know... if you can help one person with something you say or something you write, then life is good.
So, even thought I sweated like crazy and wasn't sure of where I was most of the time, because I'd scribbled all over my notes and kept getting lost... It was good.
And if I ever do this again, I will be better organized.
But to top it all off, at the costume ball, I was visiting with a friend I sorta smuggled in with me, and Jennifer Ashley stopped to chat with some other people at the table... I nudged Siobhan and said, "That's Jennifer Ashley." Siobhan had already admitted she was fan... It was great! Siobhan introduced herself, got a picture, was glowing. I stood up and got a picture... and then...
Jennifer said she'd seen the write up for my panel and wanted to go but wasn't able to...had I really almost died? And she asked about it all and I stood there and talked with her...and she remembered who I was from RWA two years ago and ... it was a good night!
So, I'll be on and off the blog today. I have panels to attend and a water slide to ride that takes one through a shark tank... I also hope to do the zipline out at the Fremont Street Experience... And buy a drink with a coupon I got... 24 oz for the price of 16 oz. I really want to see what I get with this! And there is an awesome chocolate store here...must visit!
Anyway, the theme of today's blog, at the heart is what I wrote earlier. If you can help one person with something you say or something you write, then life is good.
Can you remember when someone helped you out of a bad vibe? Or a book that helped? A particular thing someone said, or did? Have you ever felt that humble warmth of knowing you did right? Let's hear about it, share the goodness, crew!
I had my big panel today, crew. The one about everything I learned from almost dying...about 7 people there, but it was good.
I was articulate, didn't sweat, never stumbled...
Okay that's all a lie.
I was a wreck, but I think I bluffed through enough to make it work. I know it worked for at least one young woman who came up to afterward and thanked me for being so honest. She admitted she suffered from panic attacks and held a lot of fear of rejection. We sat and talked for a good 15 minutes afterward and ... you know... if you can help one person with something you say or something you write, then life is good.
So, even thought I sweated like crazy and wasn't sure of where I was most of the time, because I'd scribbled all over my notes and kept getting lost... It was good.
And if I ever do this again, I will be better organized.
But to top it all off, at the costume ball, I was visiting with a friend I sorta smuggled in with me, and Jennifer Ashley stopped to chat with some other people at the table... I nudged Siobhan and said, "That's Jennifer Ashley." Siobhan had already admitted she was fan... It was great! Siobhan introduced herself, got a picture, was glowing. I stood up and got a picture... and then...
Jennifer said she'd seen the write up for my panel and wanted to go but wasn't able to...had I really almost died? And she asked about it all and I stood there and talked with her...and she remembered who I was from RWA two years ago and ... it was a good night!
So, I'll be on and off the blog today. I have panels to attend and a water slide to ride that takes one through a shark tank... I also hope to do the zipline out at the Fremont Street Experience... And buy a drink with a coupon I got... 24 oz for the price of 16 oz. I really want to see what I get with this! And there is an awesome chocolate store here...must visit!
Anyway, the theme of today's blog, at the heart is what I wrote earlier. If you can help one person with something you say or something you write, then life is good.
Can you remember when someone helped you out of a bad vibe? Or a book that helped? A particular thing someone said, or did? Have you ever felt that humble warmth of knowing you did right? Let's hear about it, share the goodness, crew!
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