One of my Book Expo America rituals is breakfast at the Skylight Diner on West 34th and 9th Avenue, a quiet oasis where you can plan your day and order practically anything twenty-four hours a day. I usually show up there at 5:30 a.m. each day of the show, my hotel copy of USA Today in hand, along with my schedule for the day. There weren't many customers there this morning, save for a man with a violent facial tic and two strippers--visions in lycra--who had apparently just come off their shifts.
I sat back and read the paper (ever slimmer) while I waited for my Murray's Omelette, a delicious jumble of "Smoked Nova Scotia Lox and Onions Perfectly Done." It didn't last long. As a child, I had to compete for food, so I tend to eat quickly. I guess "feed" would be a better word than "dine" in my case.
Two more cups of coffee later, my day was planned out and I was streaking (not litterally, mind) back to my hotel to shower and suit up for the show. Let the madness begin!
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