In one week from right now, I'll be at the airport, making my way through the security line.
I haven't started packing yet, although I've been giving it a lot of thought. Yesterday I got my hair touched up and my nails done, so I'll look more like an author and less like someone who sits at a computer all day in her pajamas, with her hair in a ponytail.
Umm... Okay. No comment.
Anyhow, I'm looking back at last year's Bouchercon at Raleigh, NC, and realize, I have very few photos. My critique buddy, Mary Sutton, who was also there, posted a look back yesterday on her blog, and she didn't have much photographic evidence either.
However, here is a photo of our panel, which was moderated by the phenomenal Janet Reid (not pictured--ever.) I feel short.
And here is me in the bar with a chocolate martini (see my post about Bouchercon in Cleveland to read about my love of chocolate martinis).
There was ONE moments NOT captured on film that will remain forever engr…
It's been a busy month. My trip to New Orleans for Bouchercon, library tour, various appointments and meetings... So yes, I'm late with my NOLA recap, but here are some of my photos and memories from the Big Easy.
Wednesday was my travel day. Had to stop and grab a picture of one of the Pittsburgh Airport statues: the Immaculate Reception with Franco Harris.
My sister in crime and critique partner Mary Sutton a.k.a. Liz Milliron and her hubby were on the same flight. Nice to have travel buddies.
The flights were smooth and on time. Here's my less-than-spectacular view from my room, but at least I was at the end of a hall, so it was quiet. This became more important as the week went along.
We went for a short stroll around the narrow streets of the French Quarter.
On Thursday, Bouchercon officially began. I had my first beignets for breakfast with Kaye Barley and Dave Magayna. Yummy! Great company too! Then it was time to take in some panels.
I confess. This next book is making me slightly insane. Or,
putting a more positive light on the matter, it’s giving me a wild ride on the
emotional roller coaster. I’m currently working on revisions. Stuff needed
fixed. It’s that simple. It’s also that confounding. Over the last few weeks, I’ve
threatened to pull my hair out, I’ve beat my head on my desk, and I’ve broken
my computer mouse…but that’s another story.
This week, however, I’ve turned a corner. First, I took a
day off. Sort of. Tuesday, my friend and fellow Pittsburgh
area author Joyce Tremel and I headed north to Erie for a book club talk. I love book clubs.
I love Erie. I needed a day away from the computer.
So we killed an entire day. It’s a three-hour drive for me
(each way). And there is no way I’m going all that way without sticking my feet
in the sand while Lake Erie’s waves lap at my
The book club was fun, too! As was the actual road trip. (Picture
two crime writers cruising the highway singing Barry Manilo…