Tacky Sparkly $3 Tees, Sweetie Article, REM

I have no idea what this is that I captured from my car
one evening in Jacksonville-that’s not snow

Since this is link/video/photo day, I will tell just one part about the conference today—the part about the tacky sparkly $3.00 Wal-Mart tee. I’ll relay the rest of the conference in subsequent posts.

When I packed for the conference, it was chilly here, so I packed warm things. When I dressed for the public TV thing (Bookmark with Don Noble), I wore a shell with a wool blazer. Only thing was, it had turned hot and humid. I couldn’t take off the blazer, because the shell wasn’t made to wear alone. I ran to Wal-Mart, the closest store around, and raced to the women’s clothes. Hmm, only thing, most of the clothes were either Maw Maw Muu Muu or Younger Than I Should. I managed to grab two short-sleeved blouses that would make-do, plus a few other things I needed. Why I bought the sparkly tee is anyone’s guess—it was $3 and it sparkled and it had designs on it and was this brightish blue, and for some reason I thought it would be fun under a jacket or to wear round the little log house. Er. Yeah.

view from my room in Hampton

When I raced back to my room at the Hampton, I dug through my bag for the shirt to wear to the show taping—oops. No taping shirt, only the $3 sparkly tee. I took off my sweater I’d had to wear to Wal-Mart, threw on the sparkly tee, ah much cooler!, and scurried back to the Wal-Mart. Guess what? They couldn’t find my missing shirts. By then I had no time to go back to the hotel to change. Guess what I had to wear to the taping—you guessed it: the $3 tacky sparkly tee.

The sparklies rained down upon my pants and shoes as I drove to the university library, as I parked, as I ran to the room where they were taping the show, leaving a trail of sparkles everywhere I went. Teeheehee. Dang. The two other authors I saw were in their muted colors of black/white/grey, professional looking. And me, there I stood in my $3 tacky sparkly Wal-Mart tee, a glazed gleam in my eye (or maybe I just had sparkles in my eye from the tee). When they powdered my face to stop any shine, I asked, “Can you powder my tee?” They just laughed. Lawd. So when the show airs, I wonder if my sparkles will shine out; I wonder if people will laugh (meh, who cares! Haw!); I wonder if sparkles will be flying around the room like happy little spirits.

By the way, I never did find out what happened to the rest of my stuff I bought from Sprawlmart. And why, of all things, the sparkly tee made it back with me while the more subdued one did not—I guess it was meant to be. Lawd.

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Random Links

Interview/Review of Sweetie – Terry Matthews, Arts Editor of MYSSNews interviewed me about Sweetie – wonderful write up, I thought! Sweetie: Author talks about the wild, wonderful mountain girl who demanded to be heard

Also, I convinced Michael to put The Saga of Virginia Kate music on itunes and he did it! If you like the music and want to upload it, it is now there. I do not receive any compensation for this music-none, and do not want to, just so you know – I just want to support artists, musicians, any creative endeavors.

Been visiting Author Magazine here and there.
 
Agent Rachelle Gardner wrote up a great post on publishing that answers a lot of questions I am often asked. “How to get Published.”
 
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Random Video. While I was downloading Saga of VK to my ipod, I also bought some other music, including some REM.
 
REM’s Everybody Hurts . . .
 
 

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