“Table for one please!”
Landing at La Guardia airport at 6:00 in the evening, I made my way to the Super Shuttle for the trip to my hotel. I have to admit, I was a bit nervous. Not only about meeting my new agent and the two prospective professional editors I’d come to see, but about the logistics of travelling in such a large city… alone. Sure, I’d been to New York several times – with my husband and with the entire family on holidays. This however was quite different. I was dependent on only my GPS and limited instincts, both of which I was trusting entirely for the first time. The fear that one or the other could be wrong paralyzed me on more than one occasion.
From the Kitchen Counter... 