Ok. Now I am weirded out. I am at the 7th Annual Young Writers Conference by the Nebo Reading Council with my youngest daughter. She had to twist my arm really, really hard to go. OK, that isn’t true. I jumped at the chance. We have seen Brandon Mull, Will Terry, Kim Williams-Justeson, Nathan Hale, Emily Wing Smith, Paul Genesse, Chris Crowe . . . and many others.
No, they don’t all weird me out. Authors and Illustrators are better than rock stars. What got me was this cute middle-school girl who followed us into a classroom session.
“Do you know who J. Scott Savage is?”
“Yes, I do!”
“Well, you look alot like him!”
Then she left.
Speechless. I look like a rock star? Really? How stinking cool is that!
Let’s check this out:
I have no idea. I think I look like me. Perhaps the resemblance is we both wear button-down shirts. Does Jeff have gray hair? I will have to find out at the LDS Storymakers Conference next month.
So why did a teenager track me down, approach me, a stranger (I am sure she had no idea how strange), and tell me that?
Maybe I am starting to look like a writer. I am ok with that. As long as I don’t look like Samuel Clemens. Yet . . .