One thing I’ve learned from going to RWA conferences throughout the year is that there just aren’t enough hours in the day. The official schedule is filled with workshops, panels, publisher spotlights, lunches, breakfasts and book signings. The unofficial schedule includes meetings, coffees, meals, parties, promotions, greetings in hallways, visits to the goody room, chatting with friends (old and new) and my favorite, naps. I never seem to get everything in that I want to do or see everyone that I know is there somewhere.
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Every year since my first RWA, I have breakfast with my friends from The Writing Playground. When I first met them, none were published but now three of them are. We were joined by Sharon Sala who is my favorite person to follow on Facebook. If you don’t follow her, go do it. She writes the most amazing little stories of her life every day. It’s like following a mini-series and I don’t want to miss an episode.
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One of the things I always get asked about is the swag that is given out. The goody room was a treasure chest this year. I got a Zombie Survival Kit, bandaids, gum, audio books, cookies, candy, pens, jar openers, magnets, calendars, a massager, tattoos, lip balm, popcorn and grits. And don’t even get me started on the books. The tote bag at registration was filled with books, there were books at the luncheons, books in the goody room, all the free books at the publisher signings and you could even purchase books at the Barnes and Noble store in addition to the Literacy signing. People were shipping home boxes of books like there was no tomorrow.
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I did a workshop with James Rollins, Sheila English, Nancy Berland and Rebecca York on Building Reader Loyalty. I’ve got to say that I could listen to James Rollins talk all day. He is incredibly funny in that laid back way by just telling stories. He’s got a ton of them from book signings to posting on Facebook to meeting with fans. James had the room eating out of his hands. The rest of us had our say and it was a lively group, but when Jim talked it was like when E. F. Hutton spoke (if you don’t get the reference you’re too young).
Harlequin had their annual pajama party and I heard it was a blast as usual. I also missed St. Martin’s party, but Sheila sent me a couple of pictures. I was off to the ocean with the Sourcebook authors for dinner. There was a terrific party bus, but since I get motion sickness, I can only sit facing forward. The wonderful food and company made up for it.
Tomorrow is picture day. I’ll be posting pics from many signings, so stop back to see who you may know.
Bottom Line: Time is the one thing we can’t buy, but we should value the most.
















































