LA Times Festival of Books... to be missed yet again

I don't miss my CA commute. I don't miss the never ending attack of sugar ants in the kitchen. I don't miss housing prices. I don't even miss In-N-Out, THAT much. But I really miss the LA Times Festival of Books.

Imagine a super geeky, nerd fest of people who read. That still doesn't quite capture it. There's writers signing books, there's writers doing panels, there's used book tents, self publishing shops, you name it. My super favorite journal was purchased at the Festival in 05 I guess it was? Hand made leather bound, with parchment like pulp paper. Good stuff.

The line up changes, some years there's really no one I'd want an autograph from, some years there's a lot.

Aside of the Autograph whores who run home and put signed works up on ebay, I have to say, waiting in line with true fans of an author is great. Hearing them talk about the worlds the author has created, pretty neat. Most are freaks and I don't talk TO them, but I listen :)

One of these days, N and I will have to take a weekend trip out to LA for the Festival, but with Italy, then Japan in May, and Big Sur for a friends wedding, it's hard to find a project when you're never around so this year I will not be enjoying the Festival of books. :(