Now that I’ve recovered from the Romantic Times Booklovers Convention and the holidays are behind us, I thought I’d share a few pics. Sadly (for you), some photos are filed under the heading “What Happens at RT, stays at RT” and not for public consumption—to protect the guilty. But, if you happen to see me somewhere, ask, I’ll gush all about the details.
The convention was a success. I attended fabulous workshops, met new friends, had fun with old ones, networked, hugged and posed with cover models, loaded up on free books, partied, and had an awesome book signing. I feel like I scored. 🙂
Packing is always a challenge.
Pretty sweet view.
The all-important badge.
When in Rome (or Dallas, as it were). First night, Romance Rodeo.
Oh…the cuttin’ up we did this night. Polished silverware, bruised knees, BrokeBack Mountain, Poo-pourri, gambling, half-naked men (both hideous and handsome), and, of course, alcohol were involved this night.
Long lines for reader events were everywhere.
Steampunk one night…
Harlequin-inspired tu-tu-wearing cowgirl the next. (With the fabulous Joanna Grace.)
Got in a little sight-seeing on my way to my publisher’s cocktail party. This is the Sixth Floor Museum, formerly known as the Texas Book Depository from which JFK was assassinated.
Spotted this guy sporting a man bun and thought of all you. Can’t tell from the photo, but he was kinda hunky, wearing a suit, shiny shoes, and listening to music.
Did I mention all the cover models?
Book Signing Bonanza!
My spot among the magical melee.
Had a turn with the Anti-Bullying campaign. It was a great way to round out the week at FANtastic Day.
I’m hoping to have a repeat performance next year when RT goes to Las Vegas! Whoo boy!