Wow! After 9 days in Reno and 1 day of walking around the house like a zombie, trying to wake up and catch up, I think I’m finally back!
The conference was busy, as always, and I only made it to part of two workshops (not including my own. I was there for all of that one but everyone seemed surprisingly happy with the hotel, so that was a pleasant surprise. I was expecting complaints about the noise in the casino and the smoke, but most of the meeting areas were non-smoking and the ventilation system was pretty remarkable. Elevators ran smoothly and without long delays–that may be a conference first!
Fellow board members kept advising me to pace myself, and I thought I was, but apparently I got the pace wrong. I hit a brick wall about Thursday morning and never quite recovered. Even though I had a great time on my Tuesday sight-seeing excursion with Jill Limber, Gayle Wilson, and Connie Newman and even though I want to see Atlanta desperately, on the Tuesday between board meeting and conference next year I might opt to stay in my room with a good book on that day off instead. Either that, or I need to find better vitamins!
Had a great time catching up with old friends. I only wish I’d had more time to spend with each of them. I met with Victoria Curran, my new editor at Harlequin, and she’s utterly delightful. I’m really looking forward to working with her. Got to spend a few minutes with Kathleen Scheibling, my former editor at the Harlequin/Silhouette party at the Peppermill Casino on Friday night.
So the big yearly party is over, and unless a miracle occurs between now and September, I’ll be skipping Bouchercon, the other big conference I like to attend. But that’s okay. I really need to get back to work. Victoria’s waiting for Her Secret Family and the proposal for What Women Want is due by the end of this month. I really need to keep my nose firmly attached to the grindstone!