I went back to Pinemere Camp yesterday for a reading of Slept Away.  It was so, so awesome to be reading my book about camp at my old camp to the current campers.  I did a reading in the bunks I was in as a thirteen-year-old.  I remember sitting on my bed there and thinking “I’m going to be in high school in a few weeks.  I’m so scared I’m not ready.”  And there I was a decade and change later…probably even more ill-equipped for high school than I was then.  It felt a little circle of lifey.