I’m sitting in my hotel room in San Diego. Breakfast just came on a tray: an enormous pile of fruit, with yogurt and a bran muffin. Orange juice, coffee. Yesterday, I ate terribly: mostly cereal bars and trail mix. I think that at some point during the day I ate an apple. And some cheese.
Now that the dissertation is done, I’m thinking about what I want to do with the rest of my life. And I think that life is going to involve a lot of travel. So I have to figure out how to incorporate travel into my life in a way that is healthy. Yesterday, I woke up at 5:00 a.m. after sleeping for only about three hours. I finished packing, went to the airport (car to subway to airport), caught my flight, and then spent a very comfortable six hours in the air. (The night before, in a fit of extravagance, I had spend extra money switching to a seat by the emergency exit. It had so much leg room, and there was no one in the middle seat, so I could sit cross-legged for most of the flight, reading my magazine, watching decorating shows, making notes for things I need to work on.) I arrived and ran into Nick Mamatas at the airport. We took the shuttle to the hotel, which is charmingly retro. Outside my door there is a balcony with all sorts of greenery growing on it, and there are fountains and pools everywhere. And restaurants, of course.
Yesterday I had my only programming item (at World Fantasy you only get one, unless you’re a guest of honor), a panel on mermaids. It went well, I think. And then I spent some time with the wonderful Charles Tan, who had taken a series of planes from the Philippines. His fifteen hours in the air made my six seem like nothing! And we had a chance to sit down and have some actual food (too much and too late for me, but at least it was food) with Mary Robinette Kowal and Liz Gorinsky.
Today I have a light schedule: a telephone call at 11:00 a.m. with the wonderful publicity department at Quirk Books, which is publishing The Thorn and the Blossom, and then an interview at 1:00 p.m. for an online magazine. The thing about the writing life is that it’s always different: I’m always going to be working on different projects, flying to different cities. It’s an exciting, but sometimes exhausting, life. I’ll have to find ways to manage the exhaustion. Today it’s by eating fresh fruit and taking it easy. (Confession: I’m typing this in my pajamas. That’s how easy I’m taking it today.)
So, I’m going to finish breakfast. And then I’m going to get some work done, and also walk around and talk to people. That’s the wonderful thing about going to conventions: all the people you run into (and I couldn’t list them all, there are too many – writers, editors, publishers, former students).
Maybe I’ll carry my camera around and try to post some pictures tomorrow!