Ronni Forced* Me Out of the House

*I can hear her now: “Mmmm, oh my god, stop f***ing lying!”

On Saturday there was a writer’s conference at the New York Public Library (NYPL) at Fifth Avenue in Manhattan. Ronni and I dragged ourselves out for that even though we got home very late from a reading we had attended in the Upper West Side on Friday night. I found the first couple of panels quite informative and funny, then spent the remaining ones quietly inhaling a book one of the authors had mentioned during the panel she was on. (NYPL’s ebook collection and free wi-fi came through, yaaaaas!)

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Now Ronni is in the air on her way back to Chicago, and T and I are trying to figure out how to shake down our budget for the necessary funds so we can visit her later this spring.