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Tuesday Morning Ramblings

On this day, eight years ago, my oldest son was born.  That’s the day I became a man and will always be one of the two best days of my life.  I love you, son.  Hope you have a wonderful birthday full of lots of love and fun.  Here’s the poem I wrote for you:

For Collin

When you first left your mother’s womb
there were five minutes before you cried.
A father can wither a thousand times
in that span –
all the hopes I had for you
my first son,
the miracle your mother and I had worked so hard to get here
charting temperatures
taking shots
waiting month after month for the right cells to meet.

Before my voice soothed you in the warmer
and our eyes met for the first time,
there were five minutes before you drew breath,
gray, limp, fragile.
The doctor’s nerves never faltered
as he squeezed the suction bulb
drawing out the thick, brown sludge from your lungs.

Long before you, your little brother, and I
swam at Fontana lake,
there were five minutes before you cried
machines beeping
motors humming
every breath suspending
on the edge of the darkest fear
that your first whimper might never arrive.

Then the first crackle of noise
sputtered from your throat
followed by another weak crackle
and then a full, loud wail.
There were five minutes before you drew breath
and in that time
I prayed and begged and pleaded
to everything I’ve lost hope in
that one day you would know
my world means nothing
without you.

Con Nooga Ramblings

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First off, let me say that Con Nooga 2012 was an excellent event and an awesome weekend.  An enormous shout-out and thanks to Todd and Robby for putting together such a great event.  I’ve been a guest author at this convention for four straight years, beginning with the second year it was held, and each year it has grown and gotten better.  It’s a good feeling to be a small part of something like this, and I’m grateful for the opportunity to share in the experience.  This year, there was an energy to the show that was palpable, and that energy spread throughout the entire convention.

Things started a little shaky because the hotel had made some changes to the space where the exhibitors’ hall was located, and a handful of us authors had to be moved to a different building.  At first, it felt like a slight to be booted from the hall, but as the weekend progressed, our new location turned out to be a blessing.  Also, I fully understand the reasons why we had to be moved and no longer feel as if there was any malicious intent behind the decision.  It’s all part of the growing pains as a convention expands its reach, and again, the new location ended up providing us with excellent foot traffic throughout the weekend.

On Friday, Stephen Zimmer and I made the decision to work our table for as long as the building was open each day, which meant we were at our booth pretty much the entire weekend.  It was exhausting but allowed us to reach a lot more people than we could have otherwise.  I would estimate that 1/3 of our sales for the weekend came after the exhibitors’ hall had closed, so it was worth scrapping our plans for relaxation on Friday and Saturday nights and working the crowds that came through our hallway.  We may have missed out on a little fun, but as I’ve always said, I go to conventions to work, not play.

This year, I only had three panels total, which was a little light for my usual load, but I feel like the three I did participate in were excellent, and I received positive feedback from both my fellow panelists and many people in the crowd at each one.  Andy Deane, Sean Taylor, and Allan Gilbreath are always a blast to work with, and each panel was well-attended by attentive, curious audience members.  It truly doesn’t get much better than that.

The coolest thing that happened for me all weekend was Saturday night.  Andy’s band, Bella Morte, was playing in our building at 10:00 PM, and for three years, I’ve been trying to catch them live.  Unfortunately, every time we’ve been at the same show, something has come up that prevented me from attending.  This year, I decided that I was going to the concert no matter what, and Stephen was gracious enough to watch the booth by himself while I went.  I met some very cool people in line before the show and had a great time cutting up and joking during a 30 minute sound check delay.  Despite the delay, the show was outstanding.  Bella Morte has a great sound, and Andy has an excellent voice.  It was the first concert I’ve been to in many, many years, and while I feel like my rock and roll days are behind me, I loved being there.  Before the last song, Andy took a moment to acknowledge me in the audience and plug both mine and Stephen’s books, and that was a truly special moment for me.  It’s not everyday I get hyped at a rock concert, and I hope he knows how much I appreciate it.

I don’t want to mention any one reader for fear of leaving out someone, but thank you to all of my friends and readers who came by the booth.  All of you are special to me, and I appreciate each and every one of you.  Your support and feedback and encouragement are what sustain me.  With all I’ve been through in the last five years, from the failure of my marriage to the couple of heartbreaks to the illness, you guys have been there for me, and I wish I could express my gratitude fully.  This weekend was an excellent step in the healing of my body, heart, and soul and reminded me of what truly matters in life.  I look forward to seeing everyone at Con Nooga 2013.

Friday Morning Ramblings


About to hit the road on my way to Con Nooga at the Chattanooga Choo Choo.  This will be the first major event for the re-launch of my series under SSP, so I’m bubbling with excitement.  I’ll be rooming with my good friend and colleague Stephen Zimmer and am looking forward to seeing some old friends I’ve not seen for some time: Andy Deane, Kimberly Richardson, Paul and Michael Bielaczyc, Ed Crandell, Sean Taylor, Allan Gilbreath, and the many friends and fans I’ve made in Chattanooga.  If I’ve left anyone out, please forgive me.  I’ll be in the dealer’s room at the Seventh Star booth most of the weekend, so please come by and see me.

I’ll try to post an update sometime tomorrow, but with the way most shows go, that may have to wait until Monday.  I will send in updates to Facebook and Twitter (@authordaadams), so if you want to keep up with the festivities, you can follow me there.  This weekend is a major milestone in my writing career because it’s my first real public appearance not as an independent author, and with the new covers and gorgeous artwork Bonnie Wasson has given me, I’m excited to see the response.  It’s time to shake some foundations and rattle some windows, so get ready Choo Choo; D. A. Adams is coming to town!