I’m sorry that I won’t see you this year. It seems as if my time is too cramped, my life too busy. The spring semester is always crazy — and this spring I am attending two other conferences. You always seem to get pushed out of the way. I really would like to meet you face-to-face someday — I’ve heard so much about you.
But, you are a bit expensive. And I’m just a country girl, afterall. I would get lost in the crowd. I may even huddle in my hotel room, afraid to face the multitudes of writers. I don’t know the politics of AWP, and I’m not sure I would understand the inside jokes.
Still, I would love to meet some people on my blogroll. Or listen to some poets who just don’t make their way out to rural Pennsylvania or Western New York. Maybe next year. Maybe.
Karen J. Weyant
P.S. To everyone attending this year’s conference: Safe and happy travels! I’m looking forward to hearing the updates and stories (and the poetry loot — don’t forget the loot!] I have preordered many of the books making their “debut” at AWP — so hopefully they will arrive in my mailbox soon.