Not much except socializing has happened thus far, though I do seem to be getting a lot of free stuff. Jeanne Stein happened to be walking by when I realized I didn't have my wallet on me at the bar, so she covered me, and then later Kat Richardson bought me a drink too. I owe them both now (seriously, I'm good for it), as well as whoever paid for and organized the airport van o' love pictured above. Some would say I'm pulling a good scam. Others would say I'm a deadbeat friend.
Anyway. The internet has really revolutionized author life because I have tons of author/editor/agent friends I interact with online and sometimes see when we cross paths in each other's cities. This is the con of cons, where we all show up at the same time, and it's just staggering to realize, 'Wow, look how many of them are in one place!' Keep in mind, this con is for all genres of romance, so my division--the paranormal/urban fantasy group--is only a portion of them. Yet, I feel like I know them all. A casual jaunt to dinner pulled in eleven of us, and when we got back we discovered another seven or so friends settling in at the hotel. It's almost too many to really hang out with all at once, and lots more haven't even arrived.
But you know who has arrived? Other cons. Giant hotels often host more than one convention at a time, and even though ours is huge, they apparently have room for two more: one is a Christian women's convention and the other is an undertakers convention. Seriously, you guys. I can't make this stuff up.
If you're at the con, my schedule's in the program. If you're coming to the public signing, the info's on my main website. I imagine this will be the tamest entry of the week since this was just travel and catching up. Just wait for the cover models and costumes to arrive!