Emmett is attending the Nillyque.

Nilly is certainly real, because she's beta-read for me and is thanked in the acknowledgments in the third book.

I need to scrape crusty barnacles off my brain and do my headcount for the spa thing. Me, Nilly, JAZ, SailAweigh, Ginger (for fingers only) - who in hell am I forgetting?

Jess?

Everytime I see "Nilly-que" or some variation thereof, it makes me think you evil SFistas are planning on cooking up Nilly. Then I think, "Tsk, Cindy. That's not Kosher."

Not unless supervised by a rabbi.

YES! Jess. Thankee, ma'am. I have the definite brain drain going on.

No problem, that's what you have a hivemind for.

Everytime I see "Nilly-que" or some variation thereof, it makes me think you evil SFistas are planning on cooking up Nilly. Then I think, "Tsk, Cindy. That's not Kosher."

There will be no "Nilly-queing" until she is safely in DC. Then, without any prodding or effort by the DCistas, she will slowly roast in her own juices, because DC in August is nasty. (Though this year has been better than most.) "Steamed Nilly," on the other hand, is a distinct possibility and as long as she is present, Kosher.

t grinning stupidly yet excitedly at the prospect of meeting her

We are in line for the tea cups.

We need tea cup pictures!!!

The king of cups expects a picnic, but this is not his birthday.

We are in line for the tea cups.

t tacklehugs all of you

ND! Sean! Lee! Nilly! I hope you are having a blast.

ND, thank you so much for the ride and post (pics and narrative). I'm sure I'll think of some way to show my appreciation.

Oh, and I'm releasing the remaining exclamation points into the wild. Be warned, due to my excessive usage, they are now on the endangered list.