Self was in Oxford.
Oxford, as in UK.
The year she got shortlisted for the Saboteur Awards.
Funny, that was also her first visit to Ireland.
In fact, she was IN Ireland when she got the e-mail from her publisher. In Florida.
“Oh,” self e-mailed. “I don’t think I can make it to Oxford, Mississippi. Because, I’m in Ireland.”
And her publisher said, “Well, if you’re in Ireland, I think that’s a lot closer to Oxford than where I am.”
And self thought, Huh, that’s funny.
Then she got an e-mail from the Saboteur Awards people, giving her directions on getting to Oxford. Which included going to London, then taking a train . . .
Wait. London. Train.
HOLY COW YOU CANNOT BE TELLING HER SHE WAS UP FOR A BRITISH AWARD?
Like hell, she said!
Anyhoo, she wound up in Oxford, UK. Drinking champagne, thank you very much. A young woman comes up to self, introduces herself as a Ph.D. student from Oxford. Oxford University, not Oxford as in Oxford, Mississippi. LOL.
The young woman asks self what she does to relax.
Self doesn’t even have to think about it: “I write Fan Fiction.”
And this young woman, this doctoral candidate in Oxford University, doesn’t bat an eyelash. She comes right back at self with: “Which universe?”
And self goes: “Hunger Games. Everlark.”
And that is the honest truth.