I got to spend most of the weekend with a delightful group of romance writers (and writers of other stuff, which often--as the best books always do--includes aspects of love and romance. Virtually every book I've ever written has some romance in it, since that's a vital part of what makes us human). I was flanked on my left by pal Gini Koch, on my right by my dear friend and writing partner Marsheila Rockwell, and on her right was the ever-entertaining T.L. Smith. Behind us was my favorite new friend of the festival, Deena Remiel. Thanks to Kris Tualla for making it all happen, and to the gang at Dog-Eared Pages Used Books for handling the commerce side so I didn't have to use math.
I was on two panels, the first moderated by Maryelizabeth Hart (who, it must be said, doesn't let matrimonial bonds make her play favorites with her panelists--I wasn't even the one who got a cookie), and the second by a moderator who will remain nameless because he mispronounced my name. Which, admittedly, is not that hard to do. Still. The second panel was a weird one, on a topic I thought was silly to begin with, and which I didn't really want to spend the final hour of the festival talking about. As a result, I was no doubt less than scintillating. Sorry.
But doing the panels meant I got to spend time with friends like Jonathan Maberry, Weston Ochse, and Yvonne Navarro, to see Elizabeth Bear again after a really long time and Sam Sykes after not quite so long, and to meet Isaac Marion for the first (and second) time, since he was on both my panels.
In between, I got to visit with lots of friends, like son David and his gal-pal, Amy and Natasha Black and Kirk Wallace, Mira Domsky (who was almost single-handedly responsible for all the best parts of the festival), Heather Lo, Erica Wilson, Sara Jo West, Lee Whiteside, and so many more. I got to chat with friends and terrific writers T. Jefferson Parker, Nancy Holder, Thomas Perry, Becky Masterman, Frankie Robertson, J. Carson Black and her husband Glenn, and Craig Johnson and his wife Judy, among others. And I got to stand in the same room as the great Western painter Howard Terpning, which was an honor in itself.
All in all, TFoB was, as it always is, a great time and a wonderful celebration of literature.
In other book-related news, Wednesday, March 19, is the last day to enter the Crossing the Streams contest and win free books! And not quite free, but practically, River Runs Red, the first book in my Border Trilogy, is currently a Kindle Countdown Deal. You've got 5 days and change, from this writing, to nab it for only 99 cents.