After getting all the kids off to school we set off on a five hour tour (a five hour tour). The van acted as part boat as we traveled east in the rain that went from barely a drizzle to a torrent of water and back to a drizzle again as we journeyed along.
Arriving in Missoula, we swiftly and expertly made our way to the convention site and hotel (helped by the fact we were old hands at this seeing as how we had been here once before) and shivering (the men weren’t, I was as I am a sissy cold girl) entered the hotel. Inside near the front desk I quickly espied Patricia Briggs and M. J. Engh in a cosy chat in the dining room and waved in a self conscious kind of way.
In the dealer’s room I finally picked up a copy of Deby Fredericks’ Necromancer Bones. I’ve been looking for it for a while and it was the only I saw displayed and it’s mine, all mine I tell you!
First event we attended was the “Meet Harry Turtledove” panel and as always it is a treat to hear about an author’s beginning and the early steps in their journey to becoming a household name (at least in houses with geeks like us in them). Afterwords I went to the Writer’s Meet and Greet for the workshop tomorrow and had a lot of laughs and heard some tips on what software is used by various writers.
Dinner at the Stone of Accord followed with a big Huckleberry Bomb for dessert and then back to our room to rest up for the big events the next two days.
Now I am off to read the workshop entries from the others in my group and make ready to have my writing torn apart. I can’t wait.
