Day 2, Shoe 1:
I tried to wear my cut-out booties to Cornelia's panel ("Nancy Drew Was a Cosmo Girl"***), but it was so crowded I would have had to spend the entire time crouching on the floor. So I took myself off to the Sisters in Crime-hosted hospitality suite, for some of the generously provided snacks (best acquired when panels were in session, due to the lack of competition).
Besides, I needed the sustenance for the next panel I attended (and got an actual chair! kind of had to fight for it though), on Ancient Greek and Roman-set mysteries, featuring every heavyweight**** best-selling author in the genre, plus Gary Corby, my twitter pal and a debut author, holding down the Greek end of things. I'd have to say it was the best panel of the convention, as measured in the number of wacko stalkers who turned up during the Q&A period (two).
By the way, I feel like I should mention that while all this was going on, it was also my thirty-third birthday. I am now firm in my belief that all birthdays should be celebrated in the company of 1400 mystery authors and fans. Also, Cameron gave me a mini video camera, and as soon as I figure out how to work iMovie it's going to be all cat videos, all the time around here. You have been warned.
|Who doesn't love wedges?|
|I still think they're pretty cool.|
I you had asked, as Cameron was helping me stagger up to our new, non-smoke-infested room, I would have had to reply that, like the man said, it was a good day.
*It is a truth universally acknowledged that a woman possessed of expensive shoes can make cheap clothes look fancier than they are. A good purse helps too.**
**Actually, though, I went functional in my bag choice, with a tote made from a recycled Korean advertising banner.
***Which I can't really argue with because I find both Nancy Drew and Cosmo kind of insipid, though I don't think that was the perspective they were going for. It was never clear exactly why Cornelia ended up on that panel.
****In sales and stature, not physical size.