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| Getting Historical with Aubrey Hamilton, Diana R. Chambers, Karen Odden, S.J. Rozan |
I spent the last week in San Francisco, eating Rice-a-Roni and leaving my heart while wearing flowers in my hair. Or something.
Actually, we were at Left Coast Crime, the West Coast's annual conference for mystery fans. And we had a great time.
Before I get into the details I want to say this: I mentioned the conference on FaceBook and a writer much better known than myself said that he had stopped going to cons years ago and it hadn't affected his sales.
I replied that I don't go to them for marketing purposes. I go to be with my tribe, recharge my creative batteries, and maybe learn something. All of which I did in San Francisco.
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| Libraries Panel with Pat Sellers, Jenn Hooker, and Randal Brandt |
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| Swag |
Mysti Berry and I co-sponsored a table at the LeftyAwards Banquet. Since a lot of my stories are set in New Jersey I provided all of our guests with Garden State magnets and a real Jersey shore treat: Berkeley Candy's molasses salt water taffy paddles robed in dark chocolate. A piece of my childhood!
We also attended Author Speed-Dating (and let me tell you, it is much more fun to sit at a table and let 18 pairs of authors come to you than to be one of the authors trying to repeat your pitch at 18 tables). The highlight for that might be the author who said their publisher had had an astronomer choose their publication date.
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| Loot |
I also bumped into two SleuthSayers, Michael Bracken and Stacy Woodson, who did their panels brilliantly (naturally).
Of course, since San Francisco is one of our favorite cities we also threw in some time for sightseeing, which I won't bore you with.*
But the biggest highpoint of the conference for me personally happened at a panel on short stories. Vera Chan mentioned that Rex Stout wrote two novellas that started with the same chapter, but she couldn't remember the title. Now, I frown on people who, during the question and answer period, offer a comment instead of a question, but I couldn't resist. When Q and A time came I raised my hand. "That Rex Stout story is 'Counterfeit for Murder.'"
There was a smattering of applause and Catriona McPherson, the moderator, said: "That's a librarian!"
Which indeed I am.
Next time: words of wisdom from the conference.
* Cable cars, the Embarcadero, the Ferry Building, the Exploratorium, Chinatown, North Beach, the City Lights Bookstore, cable cars, Congregation Sherith Israel, Fisherman's Wharf, Musee Mecanique, Ghiradelli Square, cable cars. I like cable cars.





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