Sometimes my job is better than sex. Sometimes.

I had the loveliest time talking to Conrad this afternoon. After several failed attempts at getting together and working on the new book, it seems we finally have a date.

You meet all these new, lovely, talented people on this job and you get to make a baby-- a picturebook, a biography, a new anthology... You set a date, you talk. It's all tentative at first, because you don't know how they think, what they like. Then you find something to laugh about, something to gush over, you connect. You discuss past work, you try new moves, you have a wail of a time. It hardly seems like work. It hardly seems fair. ; )

I ended that conversation flushed with excitement. We're going to have a great time looking over picturebooks, discussing the story, fleshing out little details for the new book. My first picturebook. Hee.