Only took pictures on one day, and not of things most indicative of the conference, like say, the long lines at the registration desks the first morning, the three floors full of book fair, OUR PANEL--Why Ballet is Good for Football Players: How Screenwriting affects fiction and poetry, the crowded and dimly lit evening soirees at Noo Na and Zanzibar, or me and Ahmad and Barbara talking to the Metro guy for forty minutes while we tried to get back from Brooklyn in the wee hours of the morn.
But I did snap a few shots on Thursday, when I ran into Frank and Professor Kirby at the bookfair, and Roger led me and Katie and Jessica to lunch in Hell's Kitchen, and took us back via Rockafeller Center Plaza. Here they are
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