Landed in San Diego last night. Stayed up long enough to make sure everyone I knew who was flying had landed and was either in bed or heading home. Then I died. Passed out.
First off, Heather, Nikyta, Sadonna, Marguerite, Jay and sheesh everyone whom I met and didn’t catch names you all rock. If you leave me a note to tell me your name, I’ll add it to the list…any my apologies for the brain dead. Damn, okay I’ve not had enough sleep so there you go. And Cole Riann from Armchar Reader. SUCH A DELIGHT! And damn it! HOW COULD I FORGET BOXSTER SUSH!? You were love! Are Love. I need more coffee.
I’ll be honest in saying I hadn’t expected to really have anyone approach me so I’m still kind of overwhelmed at meeting all of you. So thank you. Very much. It was a blast.
And for those of you who weren’t at GRL, secrets were leaked. But what is said at GRL…well it can be gossiped about.
GRL was a LOT about talking about books. With fans and other authors. Most of the authors, including myself, were doing the boobie name tag check, gasp of OHMYFUCKINGGODILOVEYOURBOOKS and then hugging the author. James Buchanan is just so fucking seriously cool. Love her. Aleksandr Voinov is so fricking classy and adorable. Aleks, I shall send you Bisquick and tell you how to wait for the small bubbles to rise and pop before flipping over the pancakes. Rowan Speedwell… SO MUCH LOVE. PM Singer is adorable.
My partners in crime from Yaoi Con, Amy Lane, Shira Anthony, Venona Keyes and EM Lynley, were still and always will be fricking incredible. It was good to see them again. Wave from Jessewave… god she was so sweet. I adored meeting her. Ethan Day… he is so cute. TJ Klune I wanted to take home with me. He’s adorable.
Amy Lane and I were always ships passing and hugging. She was a whirlwind and we were passing snark across the aisle of the Writers Meet. I did however get to feel alpaca fur donated by Felix the Alpaca. Soooooo nice.
My tablemate at the signing was the glorious Jacob Z. Flores who is an incredible up and coming author for Dreamspinner. He and his husband Bruce are seriously the most delightful, fantastic people. I wanted to steal them and take them home. They were our dining companions for two nights, along with Jamie Fessenden, DH Starr, Michele from Top2Bottom Reviews, Rick R Reed and Lisa Horan whom I will glorify like the angel she is later.
The first night dinner we were at Embers and thankfully we had a private dining area… someone please remind me to shut the fuck up when my brain becomes unhinged. I demand it. *nods*. Dear God…. Second night saw Ariel Tachna join us and Bonnie was a delightful addition to our evening’s group.
Jamie introduced the frozen cosmo to the Hard Rock Albuquerque bartending crew and they were drunk all night and then on to the next day.
I gave away swag… which I’ll offer to you guys as soon as I get my crap together. Really, they are small purple poufs with a card and tagline. I only had to bring about 20 back. Life is good.
Honestly, I could go down the authors’ list and just put stars near everyone’s name. Rick Reed however does owe me a picture of him in his knickers while in the hot tub. Just saying.
Food was eaten. Drinks were had. Stories were told. Stories were made. And songs were sung. The piano cabaret was fricking hilariously good and um… Sorry about your eardrums, Shira. Jacob and Bruce were there… I cannot tell you how much I love and adore these men. God, LOVE THEM.
Now I have to donate a huge section of love to my roommate Lisa Horan from The Novel Approach. She put up with all my crap, my babbling, my need for coffee, my spinning brain, and my scattered attention. We’ve been friends for about two years now and meeting for the first time in the skin and bone was fucking incredible. She is warm, sweet and delightful. A delectable personality and I can admit that I was going to end Dirty Laundry one way but while lying in bed thinking about it, I couldn’t do that to Lisa. *grins* So I’ll write just beyond that point.
I do not have the cold Rowan Speedwell, Clare London and Lisa caught. I’m sure it’ll arrive tomorrow.
Okay, off to write the rest of Chapter 13 of DL. Wish me luck. *winks*
I hope that we see more of you there next year. It’s in Atlanta. If you are in the area…and even don’t do the con… if I am there, let me know. We can do coffee or something. *hugs you all*
Oh and I’ve stolen Lisa’s photos since I didn’t take any. I’m a bad Asian. Did not bring camera. MUAH HAH HAH!