Sunday, July 11, 2010
I have always been a workaholic. That may seem like a bad thing to many, but to me it is a heady elixir - like a steady heartbeat to joy. I hadn't realized how much I truly enjoy the pull of an office and all it entails. So I revelled in walking to the tube and piling on, heading out knowing I'd be busy all day working in a job I truly enjoy.
I took the tube to the DLR while reading a manuscript (of course) but I abandoned it to look out at the fantastic neighborhoods that are Cutty Sark and all the Quays. So quaint and beautiful with canals and boats in the harbours. I couldn't help but press my face to the glass with Lady Gaga doe eyes and smile in absolute glee. I was told not to live there because it was so far out of London - but it wasn't that far and it I found it absolutely charming.
I alighted at Cutty Sark and took my time wandering the streets until my appointments at 10:30. Greenwich is just charming! I found myself slowly meandering and nearly jumped out of my skin when I realized I had 15 minutes to my appointments and had to dash through the campus to find out where I was supposed to be.
Now I've attended many writer's conference in my nearly 20 years in the publishing business but I found the people who pitched to me here were more than prepared. More than half were already published and all had a story or idea that I found intriguing, well thought out and beautifully presented. This was a first for me. Most of the time the meetings are dull and I find one or two things I actually request. Not this time. I requested everyone's work. It was that good.
Now I just have to wait for the partials to start rolling in - which I'm guessing will start tomorrow and last for the next few weeks. Good thing I cleared my schedule to do some reading!!!
As I mentioned, I really do enjoy my job and always wanted to reach this point in my career: where I could work from home and pick and chose what I wanted to work with and at what level. After twenty years of working - starting at the very bottom - looooong hours from 7:30 in the morning until after 11 many nights and then making my way up to the very top. Yet, now that I have what I want I wouldn't mind working in an office again. And I'm sure that if I did - six months later I'd want to go back to this! Grass is always greener.
But I digress...and I have miles to go before I sleep...