It was Saturday morning, and I was up much too early considering how late I had gotten to bed, but my excitement for the book fair was enough to keep me wide awake and ready to go.
Look! It’s me and Richelle Mead! Book reader, and author = happy combination!
I arrived right on time, and couldn’t wait to seek out my favorite authors. As I walked into the large ballroom, setup with rows upon rows of tables, fully loaded with books, and an author behind each pile, I felt like a kid in a candy store.
Suddenly, that overwhelming feeling took hold of me again, as I turned in circles trying to decide where to head to first. All authors were seated in alphabetical order, and the public was even provided an author seating plan to help us find our favorites faster, but my mind literally went blank! Who was I looking for again? My absolute favorites that I knew by heart (including all of their titles) escaped me, as I realized I couldn’t even put two words together (this happens to me everytime I walk into a bookstore, too!)
I walked around aimlesssly, and there was that silly grin on my face again. I passed by tables, smiling at all these authors, just hoping to have a spark of memory flicker me back into conciousness. All of a sudden, a ray of light amidst my fog, a hand waving at me, sparking my mind into high gear again. There was KATHY LOVE. The minute I saw her, all names came back to me! It is safe to assume she was my first lucid encounter of the day, and I quickly picked up everything new on her table. She graciously signed my books, and I giggled with glee as I continued on my way.
I am happily addicted to reading but I need to expend my book energy (especially when one puts me in an emotional frenzy - SO fun!). So, I release my feelings about the stories, by writing them down here. It's my book therapy. 
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