Happy Easter, Bad Dancing and Book Talk

For all of those who celebrate, Happy Easter!

For all of those who don't, Happy Sunday!

For all of those who--like me--don't know where they fall because they aren't going to a church service but are having Easter Brunch, Happy Eatin'!

Last night I attended the birthday party of the one and only Hot Teacher Chick, and proceeded to experience a very literary--of sorts--evening. It seems that the only time I ever get to see the founding editor of Indigo Editing, LLC is at these parties and we inevitable just start talking books: how's her business going, the future of our former company, the future trends in different genres, writing we like, etc. We talk over the conversations with our, "Oh my God, did you see the Shelf Awareness April 2nd edition? For a second I was completely fooled!" and "Well, I heard about X genre...," leaving a crowd of bemused people around us. I don't know if they stick around because we get so excited that at times we've been known to bounce or if book talk causes some form of inertia, but at least four people stuck around through a twenty minute book discussion last night.

Maybe it was because we were standing near the chips.

In the future, we're going to attempt to get together in a non-party setting to try to get the book talk out of our systems, which will have the added bonus of no longer having to struggle to be heard over the music. If nothing else, I'm going to try to make it to the next Women in Portland Publishing event (and any of y'all, male or female, who live near the Portland, Oregon area are invited to come along too).

In other literary news, I challenged an assistant editor from Dark Horse to a bad dance dance off where the only true winners were the people who watched us embarrass ourselves. Not that we mind being the object of ridicule because being able to laugh at yourself while doing the sprinkler is its own reward. Seriously though, for your next party if you ever two people who don't care about looking like fools to provide an entertaining array of bad dance moves, we're your girls. Although I must admit, we've got nothing on this guy:



I've been looking for an excuse to use this video for so long. Happy Easter/Sunday/Brunch day, everyone!