I have two favorite authors, Lois Lowry and Neil Gaiman. (My favorite book ever is The Giver by Lois Lowry. ) So, when I found out, about two months ago, that Nei Gaiman was going to be at this year's National Book Festival, September 27 was booked for me. I repeatedly told the roommates that if he was the only author I saw that day, then I'd be a happy girl.
Well, he was, and I am.
After a super tasty breakfast at Eastern Market, it was off the Mall. I bought a copy of The Graveyard Book, which isn't even for sale until Tuesday, for anyone except those at the festival.
First, I heard him speak. He talked about his inspiration for this book, and writing in general, and then read an excerpt from the book.
Then, with all the other geeky Neil Gaiman fans, we lined up. And waited. For three hours. In the sun (I got a little burnt) AND the rain.
But I met him. And had a two sentence conversation. He signed two of my books ("Sweet dreams" in my copy of Smoke and Mirrors and my name on a tombstone in The Graveyard Book). I apologize for my goofy, goofy smile, but I was having one of the bigger geek moments of my life, so can you blame me?
Then the rain came down even harder, but I couldn't care a bit. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a new book to read.