Came across this article from the Chronicle of Higher Education today, in which a reporter describes AWP. Yep, we were there, and it was a huge book party!
The writer makes the interesting point that back in the day, people used to come to New York to be writers. Nowadays, you can be a writer just about anywhere, and writers are more likely to come to New York to meet a publisher or an agent, or maybe just to visit the Met Museum.
As much fun as I had visiting New York, I'm quite happy to be a writer in Indiana these days. The rent is cheaper, and we get to eat bagels and lox sometimes, too, at a wonderful restaurant run by a chef who loves poetry. What could be better?