In 2010...

I announced the sale of Personal Demons, my first sale.  A few weeks later I got to meet Lisa when she was in NY and I went through editing, production, and publication at a slightly fast forwarded speed.  I held the ARCs this summer.  Then in September, I got to see the first book I sold in print.



I survived the #snowpocalypse.

I bought a Blackberry.  It immediately took over my life.

I sold another book and proved that first one wasn't a fluke.  Then I sold a few more.

I met The Patrick Lee and went to see Avatar with him and The Janet Reid when he was in town.  And yes, I kept the glasses.



I moved from Philadelphia to Brooklyn.  And wondered how I had ever done that two hour train commute for a year and a half.  Then I killed a few mice and had a few hysterical melt downs in the process.  (My apologies to the people who had to be on the other side of the phone during those meltdowns.  I'd say it won't happen again, but...yeah.)

I celebrated turning one year older with red velvet cake and suite 500.  And got the best birthday present ever.



I went to my first writing conference as a real agent (instead of minion to The Janet Reid).  Then I went to more.  I walked the beach on the Emerald Coast of Florida, ate at the Cheesecake Factory with Kristin Nelson and Joanna in St. Louis, drove to Connecticut with Mer Bear, Whitney, and KOrtizzle (who had the best line of the day), did both days of Backspace twice, found Bear Spray in Wyoming, ate lunch in Long Island for the RWA luncheon, took the bus to DC with Mer Bear, enjoyed Muncie Indiana, participated in WriteOnCon, and spent a long weekend at Myrtle Beach.



I fought with Joanna over Dan Krokos.

I raised money for Do the Write Thing for Nashville.

I hung out in NY with Hannah Moskowitz.  Twice.

I went to some more 3D movies.



I swagged at BEA and ordered a few people around in the process.  (Kody, Sara, Mer Bear, Juju, I'd apologize only all that swag we got should be sufficient.)  I also added a lot to my TBR room.  And managed to drink 17 soy chai lattes from Starbucks that week.

I saw Manhattanhenge.



I tried Pinkberry (totesthe best hun-cal froyo) with Emilia Plater.

Janet Reid wrote me an apology acknowledging she was wrong and I was right when we had differing opinions on who sang "I Will Survive."  Then she gave me the finger when I posted a picture of her apology note on twitter.  (I have a picture of that too...)

I highjacked her contest and we fought over You.

I went to the Mockingjay midnight release party at Books of Wonder.


I hung out with more fabulous authors, like Allison Pang, Julie Cross, and Derek Molata.  Speaking of Julie Cross, news of her awesome forthcoming debut novel hit Perez Hilton.

I moved from Brooklyn to Washington Heights.  And went back to Brooklyn for the Brooklyn Book Festival.  And I went to NY Comic Con.

I saw Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers at Radio City Music Hall.


I went to Bouchercon in San Francisco, had lunch with Ingrid Paulson and went to the Northern California Independent Booksellers Trade Show in Oakland with Lisa Desrochers.  I hung out with The Janet Reid, Barbara Poelle, Dan Krokos, Gary Corby, Jeff Somers, and Patrick Lee.  I bought and drank Maker's Mark.  (I'm still not sure whose idea that was...) I shook Lee Child's hand.  And I went to Chinatown.

I read 102 published books.  And I bought 92 orders on Amazon.

I made some new friends.  (My mom called on a Sunday when I was in suite 500 to encourage me to be more social, so I had to.)  I fell in love.  Again and again.  With manuscripts, books, characters, writers, and this industry.

Here's to 2011.