Gotcha, huh? We’ll get to the Kate Douglas part in a bit, but I wanted to give a recap of my RT adventure.
I had been planning to blog while I was at RT, as i have for the past 3 years but I honestly didn’t have time (nor internet–why do the hotels have to charge us $10/day for internet? I know, because they can, but ever since I got my baby Jennifer, I can check my email without paying that).
So here are the pictures. And I’ll apologize in advance for the lack of them. It really was a whirlwind week.
Cover model Jimmy Thomas. Sadly, I had to leave on Saturday before he did his cover shoot workshop. Luckily, I got the chance for my own photo shoot with him on Wednesday.
Mary Janice Davidson and Charlaine Harris carried on with their workshop even though Jim Butcher’s plane had him stuck in Chicago. A definite comedy show not to be missed.
Sabrina Jeffries is a hoot! If you ever get the chance to have a chat with her, I highly recommend it.
An Ohio Wombatogether: Pat and Sia. We spent the night at Pat’s house, and, honestly, it was too short!!
Wombat and blogger extraordinaire, Sia McKye, and my critique partner, Stephanie Julian, dressed for the vampire ball.
Jim Butcher signing at the e–book expo
I like seeing my name on the same box as these two. 
I was so pleasantly surprised at the people who brought my books in for me to sign them, and for all the people who stopped by to pick up any/all of my Mer series.
and here’s one of them, Jill Fazio
Now to the part about Kate Douglas, who is a wonderful lady. And funny!! A joy to have lunch with.
So, a few days after our lunch and running into each other during the conference, I was sitting in the bar (ooh, big surprise, I know), with my back to the meeting rooms lobby, when Kate walks up behind me and says, “I knew that was you. I recognized your ass.”
um… ok??? That’s one I haven’t heard. I normally get, “I recognized you from your hair,” so I’m prepared for that. But my ass???? LOL.
And then she proceeds to tell me it’s a nice ass.
Thank you, Kate. As I told you in our emails, though, I’ll trade you my ass for your build.
Ah, the friends you make at conferences – and the bonds you share.
