I have had a lovely houseguest for Edgars Week, an out-of-town book-buyer-and-seller for Powell's. With her, I'll be heading out today to NJ to visit another writer, so I haven't yet had time to write up my trivial blather on the MWA Symposium et al. And by yesterday, plenty of other talented people had, so you can read the nifty items at great blogs here and here.
(Bonus: Each one of these blogs mentions one of our Women of Mystery, so look for them and feel extra bedaubed with the greatness as I do)
But this is my fangirl picture of Stephen King with Charles Ardai, Thursday's short-story Edgar-winner who assisted with the Q&A and book signing, taken after I got my 2 Dark Tower comic books signed. (Awesome!) And thanks cannot be delayed to the fabulous Margery Flax, who helped the organizers and chairs put on a fantastic event this year. I got to sit very close to the dais with the other banquet volunteers- peaches, all- and at the table next to not only Stephen King but Donald Westlake, for whom I'm an even a gigglier fangirl. My picture of DW stealing a Poe bobble-head from our table is too dear to share. The short form: great event. The long form I save for later. A teaser? No, I couldn't seem to resist making an ass of myself. Conference hazard, but if humiliation hasn't killed me yet, I believe I'll survive this.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Edgars Week, Interrupted
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3 comments:
Public mortification always lingers longer in our own mind than anyone elses. (Psst, you are going to tell us what it was one day - aren't you!)
And isn't it a buzz when you get a mention on someone else's site. For one moment you think - hey, I'm famous!
I hope someone else documented the moment on camera! You willing to share?
I will definitely spill the beans. Thankfully it's not the kind of embarrassment that could be (or was) captured in photographic perpetuity.
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