BEA in a nutshell:
- Getting up at the crack of dawn
- Walking miles around NYC
- Carrying a billion pounds of books
- Standing in never-ending lines
- Meeting dozens of your favorite authors
- Being mind-blown and starstruck and having an amazing time
On Monday, we (Lindsi, Farrah, Britney and I) scoped out Javits and knew we'd found our home:
Then we walked around NYC for HOURS:
|New York Public Library, what else?|
|Why yes, that IS a Lego model of Hogwarts.|
|Farrah and I played on the FAO Schwarz piano from the movie Big. After Britney and I nearly fell down the escalator in a fit of Tom Hanks love.|
And finally we hit the Teen Author Carnival that night, featuring SO MANY AWESOME AUTHORS. Susane Colasanti was hilarious. I will definitely be reading her books now. Courtney Allison Moulton was so much fun, Kody Keplinger and Andrea Cremer were incredibly sweet (and Andrea totally quoted Buffy the Vampire Slayer during the panel -- win). David Levithan, Scott Tracey, Michelle Hodkin, Michelle Zink, Elizabeth Scott, and many, MANY more were there. Check out the full list here. I got a signed copy of Where She Went by Gayle Forman. I thought was going to faint.
I fail at LIFE because I didn't take pictures. I don't know what I was thinking! I'm especially sad I didn't take one with the awesome Andrea Cremer.
Tuesday was D-Day, and we got up crazy early after little sleep and stood in line with hundreds of people waiting for the doors to open.
|Me and Lindsi. Sitting. Waiting.|
|I tried not to fangirl all over her.|
|Melissa de la Cruz|
I also met bloggers!
|Lauren from 365 Days of Reading -- one of my favorites!|
Wednesday brought more awesome. (Again with the a-word.)
|The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer panel with Michelle Hodkin and The Story Siren!|
So, of course, meeting the fabulous Michelle Hodkin totally rocked my socks:
|Thank God for Michelle's brother, or I would have been too busy fangirling to remember to take a picture. I'm also rockin' the snazzy Mara Dyer t-shirt that the awesome Frankie so kindly gave me.|
And there was NO WAY Lindsi and I were missing Julie Kagawa.
|I've heard rumors that this lady kicks butt.|
|The madhouse HarlequinTeen hour also featured Gena Showalter and Kady Cross!|
|And Maria V. Snyder|
We also got to Javits crazy early Wednesday morning to snag tickets for the one and only Scott Westerfeld. I think his Uglies series was the first dystopian I ever read. I owe him.
|Y'all. Y'ALL. It's Scott Westerfeld.|
|Amy Fellner Dominy, Kiki Hamilton, Christina Mandelski|
|Christina Mandelski, Gae Polisner, Geoff Herbach, Angie Smibert|
|Angie Smibert, Alissa Grosso, Amy Holder, Bettina Restrepo, Trinity Faegen, Sheila O'Conner, Carole Estby Dagg|
Thursday there was a mad dash for Maureen Johnson.
|Maureen Johnson! The Name of the Star!|
|Laurie and Lindsi|
|Lisa McMann. I loooved Cryer's Cross, and The Unwanteds sounds amazing -- like Harry Potter meets The Hunger Games.|
|Only a tiny, TINY fraction of Javits.|
|The autographing area|
|Farrah, Lindsi, Me, Britney, and Yani, chillin' with Harry Potter at the Scholastic store before the VIP event and signing.|
What is truly mind-blowing is that a group of bloggers got to hang out upstairs with Maggie, Meg and Libba before the signing.
|The incredible view from upstairs at the Scholastic Store|
|Meg Cabot. MEG. CABOT.|
|Maggie Stiefvater. I <3 her.|
|Libba Bray. Sparkle Ponies, unite!|
|Maggie and Meg. Answering questions. Hilariously.|
Maggie's dad: "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Little Maggie: "I want to be a writer!"
Maggie's dad: "Oh. So you want to be poor."
(Haha, Dad. Haha.)
|Libba. More hilarity.|
|The incredibly awesome writer/blogger Frankie.|
Afterwards we hit Central Park and Strawberry Fields so I could pay homage to my favorite Beatle, John Lennon.
|The Dakota. Where Lennon was assassinated.|
|Lindsi and me|
|Strawberry Fields Forever|
And finally we found our way to the pier.
|We really lucked out in the roommate department. Lindsi, Farrah, Me, Britney.|
I had an amazing time, meeting authors and bloggers I've worked with, and ones I've just admired from afar. Even though I'm thoroughly jet-lagged, and spent all day Sunday asleep, I am SO GLAD I went. It was like finding your long-lost tribe. We all instantly had things to talk about, even though we'd never met. How rare is that?
And of course there's the books. I'll do a wrap-up of what I was lucky enough to snag in my In My Mailbox post this week. I need a new bookshelf (or two).