I feel absolutely terrible. My agent and a guest are in town and I'm too busy to spend any time with them. They think I'm dissin' em, and maybe I am, but not because I want to.
On Saturday, Suzanne will speak to the illustrators at our SCBWI fall conference. She and Richard came into town a few days early to kinda hang out, chill and enjoy the live music scene here in Austin. But I have to work tonight until 11.
Tomorrow, my time is limited, too. Before I go into work at 2:30, I need to organize my slide presentation for Saturday and give some thought to what I'm going to talk about. This presentation will be much more casual than the speech in Dallas two weeks ago. But, still, I need to prepare.
And, there's no time on Friday either. In order to attend the speaker reception on Friday evening, I have to go in to work early that day, like at 9 a.m. I won't get to spend anytime with them on Friday until the reception, if they go. Their attendance is based upon whether some baseball game is finished.
They leave Saturday after the conference.
This is my art/licensing agent of at least 11 years. I should wine and dine them at a fancy hill country restaurant. I should take them out sight seeing; show them the city.
It’s times like this that I wish I had the freedom of a full-time freelancer (Keep your fingers crossed on a deal I’m negotiating with Tommy Nelson, and I may find that freedom soon).
I need my life to slow down, badly.