This weekend is the American Library Association Midwinter conference. This is it, folks. The one where they announce the Caldecott winners, Newbery winners, Printz winners, etc.
There will also be exhibits galore. A chance to see all kinds of new books and books that haven't come out yet (you know I'm crossing my fingers for a chance at a few specific titles. . . ).
In other words, nerd heaven. My kind of nerd heaven.
Best of all, it's in Boston this year. That's right, practically my own backyard. I will be there, IN PERSON (if I can get myself out of bed early enough) when they announce the winners of all those prestigious awards. There are tons of events going on, including a YA author/blogger/publisher Twitter meetup that I can hardly even stand to think about.
I am so excited, I can hardly sit still.
My school district is paying for me to go, and then, somehow, by fortune I'm still not sure about, I got access to some free exhibit passes too, so I registered Bart and he's coming along. I cannot wait.
Oh, believe me, friends, you will be so tired of hearing about ALA when it's all over. Because I probably will be talking about it until my 30th birthday.