Okay...okay...I can't pretend that I am the one on the left. I am the old fart on the right.
My first-ever romance convention was wonderful...except for the return trip. That was a nightmare. I can't say that I would want to travel economy class EVER again! I will go ahead and spend the extra bucks to be COMFORTABLE and FED! Delta's idea of "lunch" for the cheap seats was a pack of pretzels and a free soda. Of course, the First Class section got a delicious meal. And they had their own private lavatory. Sigh. Ya live and ya learn...
Back to Romanticon! I met so many fabulous online friends while I was there...and I met quite a few on my reviewer pals, as well...and did I mention that I took zillions of pictures? Okay...okay...the above photo was one of the FEW I allowed anyone to take of yours truly with my camera. It's always good to get a snapshot with the boss, right? As for getting pics taken with the delicious guys, I avoided that like the plague, but I'm pretty sure others managed to get a shot or two of me and Rodney during the Sash contest at the Meet and Greet. I figured I would look pretty damn sad next to those hot bodies. The comparison would have been crushing to an already fragile ego. Snort!
CJ insisted I take one with him, and so did Devin. But mostly I took pics of the Cavemen and others. I am a fair hand with portraits and closeup photos, and I think the Cavemen were amazed that I wanted their pictures from the neck up, instead of the other photogenic areas of their anatomies. They seemed to appreciate the fact that I wanted their gorgeous smiles on film rather than their gorgeous...um...you know.
Now, I took loads of pics of other authors with the guys, so if you see a photo you would love to have that is of you, go ahead and grab it. Just give me credit for the photo when you use it.
I am slowly but surely building my own Romanticon photo album on my website (won't be up until Monday) but you are welcome to drop by and see...