It's hard to believe that an entire week has passed since Annette and I left for Baltimore. It seems like everyone who attended Bouchercon has been blogging about it, most saying it was one of the best Bouchercons ever. I still can't get over how nice and friendly everyone was. I don't think you'd find that kind of camaraderie in any other profession. I'm glad to be a writer.
Annette and I were supposed to go on a ghost tour in Fell's Point on Friday evening, but we missed it. There was no transportation provided, so we drove (after we retrieved my vehicle from the dungeon of a parking garage). We made it to Fell's Point and would have been on time, except for the fact that there was NOWHERE to park. And I mean NOWHERE. We drove around--and around--and around, until we figured we had missed the tour. So, we headed back to the Radisson and the bar. The bar in the Radisson was much quieter than that in the Sheraton, but we did run into our good friend, Nancy Martin, author of the Blackbird Sisters mysteries and a gazillion other books. Not too long after that, Felicia Donovan joined us. Here's a photo of Felicia and me.
We were up bright and early again on Saturday. Not only did we not go to the gym, we didn't even attempt the yoga. We went to the first panel of the day on the business of publishing moderated by Madeira James, who designs incredible websites for writers. Panelists included publicist Maggie Griffin (also an owner of Partners & Crime bookstore), Ben LeRoy of Bleak House Books, agent Scott Miller, agent David Hale Smith, and Sarah Weinman, whose blog Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind, is a must-read for writers.
The next panel featured our very good buddy, Rebecca Drake. Others on the panel included Bryan Gilmer (moderator), Jack Getze, Marion Moore Hill, Bob Morris, and LJ Sellers.
It was very entertaining, especially when Bob Morris talked about the "old days" in the news room.
After that, we went to the Murder What Fun panel which was hysterical. But anything with Chris Grabenstein always turns out to be funny.
The rest of the day, I just kind of hung out, talking to other writers. Lee Lofland introduced me to agents Janet Reid and Lucienne Diver. Both were very nice (sorry to ruin your reputation, Janet). I might have to hire Lee as my publicist--he tried to pitch the book I'm still writing.
Later, it was the restaurant and bar where we ate dinner with the motley crew of Kelli Stanley and partner, Bill Cameron, Shane Gericke, Lee and his wife Denene. Many others stopped by to say hello over the course of the evening.
On Sunday morning, after a false fire alarm at the Sheraton, we decided to go to our last panel, only because it featured the hilariously funny Stuart MacBride. We weren't disappointed.
After many goodbyes and promises to keep in touch, we retrieved my vehicle from the dungeon and headed back home.
I, like many others, am looking forward to Bouchercon 2009. Indy, here I come!