And even though February is always the shortest month, it never seems short to me. Could it be winter or the fact I know a bazillion people born in this month? And how is it so many of my family members were born in the shortest month? I mean, what are the odds?
Okay, guess I've gone on long enough about that.
Tonight I head on out toward my first writer convention/conference of the year. Down to the south and warmer weather! I'm looking forward to the break and all things writerly. I even have three pitch appointments (with agents).
I WILL have a wonderful time!
If you don't see me for a few days, at least you'll know why. And if you do, well, then I have free internet!
Happy Leap Day!