It was Saturday morning, and I was up much too early considering how late I had gotten to bed, but my excitement for the book fair was enough to keep me wide awake and ready to go.
I arrived right on time, and couldn’t wait to seek out my favorite authors. As I walked into the large ballroom, setup with rows upon rows of tables, fully loaded with books, and an author behind each pile, I felt like a kid in a candy store.
Suddenly, that overwhelming feeling took hold of me again, as I turned in circles trying to decide where to head to first. All authors were seated in alphabetical order, and the public was even provided an author seating plan to help us find our favorites faster, but my mind literally went blank! Who was I looking for again? My absolute favorites that I knew by heart (including all of their titles) escaped me, as I realized I couldn’t even put two words together (this happens to me everytime I walk into a bookstore, too!)
