Re: ENTERING NEW WORLD of GOODREADS Day 1 She knows she's not really late, but it feels like it. She scurries over lush burgundy and gold carpet and down the wide hallway, stopping at the massive open doors of the five star hotel ballroom. She willed herself to appreciate the roar of the crowd coming from what must be a thousand voices in animated discussion. People in their 'dressed-for-dinner' sartorial splendor were sitting in clusters at round tables, gesticulating with enthusiasm or intense debate. Some of the men and women were standing in small circles, laughing and talking as they sipped golden liquid from sparkling stemware.
Nanci pulled her back straight as she stood in the doorway and adjusted her form-fitting long-sleeved silk ivory blouse with the burgundy brocaded vest. It always felt better worn open at the waist, revealing her favorite snug gold-linked belt. The skirt? It was an indifferent black, calf-length, elegant,swooshy taffeta, Feeling grateful she had opted for the medium-heeled shiny black pumps, she indulged in more self-talk, "Good choice. Comfy." Looking out over the lively crowd she smiled and whispered to noone and everyone, "Helloooooooooooo and here we go!" and then stepped spritely over the threshold and into the grand ballroom thinking in 18 point Arial font, "Why should I feel intimidated by the MILLIONS of readers and authors on GOODREADS? I love books and mysteries too!" &&& NC &:)
Day 1
She knows she's not really late, but it feels like it. She scurries over lush burgundy and gold carpet and down the wide hallway, stopping at the massive open doors of the five star hotel ballroom. She willed herself to appreciate the roar of the crowd coming from what must be a thousand voices in animated discussion. People in their 'dressed-for-dinner' sartorial splendor were sitting in clusters at round tables, gesticulating with enthusiasm or intense debate. Some of the men and women were standing in small circles, laughing and talking as they sipped golden liquid from sparkling stemware.
Nanci pulled her back straight as she stood in the doorway and adjusted her form-fitting long-sleeved silk ivory blouse with the burgundy brocaded vest. It always felt better worn open at the waist, revealing her favorite snug gold-linked belt. The skirt? It was an indifferent black, calf-length, elegant,swooshy taffeta, Feeling grateful she had opted for the medium-heeled shiny black pumps, she indulged in more self-talk, "Good choice. Comfy." Looking out over the lively crowd she smiled and whispered to noone and everyone, "Helloooooooooooo and here we go!" and then stepped spritely over the threshold and into the grand ballroom thinking in 18 point Arial font, "Why should I feel intimidated by the MILLIONS of readers and authors on GOODREADS? I love books and mysteries too!" &&& NC &:)