The American Christian Fiction Writers Conference is less than a week away. People are packing bags, picking wardrobes, pressing kilts, and preparing one sheets. But not me. Sniff…sniff. This year I will not be attending. And that got me to thinking (ouch!).
Here are 10 reasons people might be glad that they won’t see Larry W. Timm in Indy.
# 10: No one has to watch the pathetic display where I stand in a corner and try to work up the courage to walk up and talk to one of my favorite authors.
# 9: There will be a few less dumb questions asked in the workshops.
# 8: None of those awkward, “I’ve got one ear lower than the other…what’s deformed about you?” conversation starters.
# 7: Michael Ehret or Peter Leavell won’t have to introduce me with the phrase, “I’m sorry for doing this, but have you met Larry Timm?”
# 6: No one will have to witness me get on…off…on…off…on…off the elevator until I remember which floor my room is on.
# 5: The local pizza delivery people won’t have to “stand by for emergency delivery to the crazy guy who claims the voices in his head are hungry.”
# 4: No murmured questions about the misuse of plaid.
# 3: There’s much less of a chance of hearing, “Hey, look what I can do with this pudding!”
# 2: No one has to see my Salute-to-Spandex outfit at the costume dinner.
And the #1 reason people might be glad I’m not going to the ACFW Conference:
# 1: More BACON for everyone!
Hey, have fun everybody. I hope you have a great time.