Partying With Uber Authors Part 1

I'm having a lot of fun at RT this year. However, my dogsitter's son dare to get married in Vegas this weekend--how inconvenient of him! ;-)--and I have to crawl out of bed every morning, drive home to feed the mutant poms, play with them, and quickly get back so I can get dressed for the next spy mission. You should have seen me rushing to the Book Fair signing today half-dressed, trying to look uber-authorly.

Then, afterwards, I had to stumble to meet with a group of authors. I managed to get a bite to eat before being pulled along to see the Mr. Romance Competition. It was really fun and one of my friends, Rodney, a really nice (and gorgeous) man, won. So of course I had to stay on after the show to congratulate him.

Before I knew it, it was time to drive home again to take care of the mutant children, so I ran up to my room to get the boxes of books I'd managed to somehow gather from parties and lunches to take home, only to discover that I didn't have my room key. Gah. Rushed downstairs. Waited in line. Got a new key. Upstairs. Books. Downstairs. I was in a tizzy.

I love my furbabees and really don't mind doing this, but man, I'm beat. And now I'm an hour late to the Biker Babe Party. So, got to go. Here are some pictures of me with some really Uber Author friends.

Heather Graham is so fun to party with. I have a picture of her dressed as Manly Jack the Pirate from the Vampires of the Carribean Ball. You'll have to wait!

This is me with UBER-UBER-author Laurell K. Hamilton. She and I shared a tim-tam candy bar at the party hosted by Australian bookseller, Rosemary Potter, and her friends. Laurell's booksigning line was Loooooooong. She was at the Fairy Ball last night, dancing up a storm with her hubby, until she had a wardrobe malfunction with her back zipper ;-).

This is Marjorie Liu and me. She was wearing six inch heels at the party just to spite me. I told her I was still planning to kill her no matter how sweet she was to me. Gah. She's still sweet. And absolutely beautiful. And absolutely one of my favorite uber-authors. But I still hate her. The girl can also move on a dance floor. Bah.

For the fairy ball, I had a black gown on, with long black gloves, and a sort of wing-like cape. I also wore a fox tail. I told everyone I was a dark fairy tale. Bwah. I'll download the photos when I get home.

Tired. Feet hurt. Mission almost completed.

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