Seriously, I don’t know if I have the brain to do a long post. I caught the dreaded GRL cold that we seem to be passing around but damn it, I wanna share the fun we all had.
I met so many lovely people…. And hugged millions more. Really. We are all huggers in our genre.
Speaking of genre, someone asked me what I thought about the M/M genre and it was a pretty easy answer. For me, our genre…. THIS genre is about including everyone. No one should be turned away. We are all neurotic, awkward, awesome messes. We each have our quirks… some more than others. Myself included but more importantly, we each have one another.
Walking into GRL is like a HUGE family reunion with only the best of relatives.
We even have our own gang sign. Glance down at the badge, see name, have surprised/happy look on face then hug. It’s a fluid gesture. We all do it. It’s our thing.
There were Guinea Pigs out in force and oh god you all made me feel so welcome. Jessie Potts, I’ve got your back.
There were hot men and costumes.
We broke Facebook.
The San Diego Crewe (Andrea, Steve, Glenn and Felix) and others threw me a surprise birthday thingie. Complete with cock cakes. The cakes were good. Diane Thies whose name I probably just botched took up the duty of cooling the rest of the cakes for us.
And TJ Klune proposed to Eric Arvin. He said yes. Those two are simply adorable.
I roomed with Lisa Horan of the Novel Approach and Bee Snow, a fantastic author. We kidnapped Piper Vaughn for a day. And we also dragged Michael Chulsky, Nicholas Apicelli, Rebecca Johnson and Juli-Anna Dobson around with us. I cannot express how much of the awesome Guinea Pigs are. Seriously. AWESOME SAUCE.
Jordan L Hawks rocks the pirate hat. Just saying.
The adorable Rebecca and Juli-Anna
Michael and Nicholas with the FABULOUS JP Barnaby.
And Jordan Castillo Price is lovely and adorable and we finally were able to find one another after stalking for days.
I missed some people. Hell I apparently even had dinner with Jet Mykles and didn’t know it. I would have so spooged on her. Saw Mercy Celeste and Barb Gilmour whom I discovered knows where Newtownards is. I can’t even gather up the names. Really… just… dude, everyone. Rick Reed! Jacob Flores! Bruce Tharp!
I’m just going to copy and paste my FB list. Really.
Thank you everyone who came up to me and let me be a part of your world. Really, No Words. I can’t express how grateful I am for you to say hi and hugs. Love you all.
But oh, this cold. This damned cold. Heh. I will beat it into submission!
The gorgeous Amy Lane.
Poppy Dennison and Edmond Manning.
Telling the tale of the dreaded Alpaca Rollercoaster
Some of the… um… nightlife.
These boys were fantastic. You can’t see their other arms but there’s some KICK ASS inking. Their sleeves are incredible. Had a long conversation about where they both got their ink.
Felix Duarte buying Raffle tickets.
Leigh got these at the Cockwalk. I think they’re bookends.
Michael, Lisa and I at dinner. With a bottle of champagne the hotel staff gave me for my birthday. Pookie, you rocked the cork. Much love.