Each one of us has our own Bouchercon, and after looking
through my photographs I realized that mine apparently didn’t involve anything
to do with writing. Hmm. I seem to have missed a lot of panels. Well, that’s
understandable.
We opened with an evening of New Orleans culinary delights
and a parade inside the banquet hall. Where else would all the important guests
arrive in floats? I enjoyed the scene with Clea Simon, Sarah Smith, Laurie
King, the Poison Lady, and her friend (sorry, I’ve got a brain cramp).
After that came a walk down Bourbon Street with Clea and
Sarah and some others, and a visit to a jazz club.
And then, the next day, came more food and more walking
around the French quarter, and another jazz club. I think somewhere in here I
bought a few books, but I’m not sure.
After that came more traveling around the city. I took the
trolley out to see the cemeteries. Doesn’t everyone? The weather accommodated with a cloudy, moody sky and drizzly rain. Perfect.
I met some wonderful street artists and performers, who were
always gracious and allowed me to photograph them.
And then, of course, there was more food and more music and
more walking around. After the conference officially ended, I walked through
the Garden District with Tracee deHahn. We had the company of a lovely black
and white cat, who trotted smartly across the street to join us.
And the big question is, what happened to all those panels I
was going to attend? I know I went, but apparently I didn’t take any photos. I
appeared on one panel, “Common People,” moderated by Clea Simon, who did a
fabulous job bringing all of us together into one coherent whole—Suzanne
Trauth, Marcia Talley, Tim O’Mara, Con Lehane, and me. I recall a panel with
Dana Cameron, moderator, and Bruce Coffin, where I came across the writer (new
to me) Kwei Quartey.
In addition, I got to spend several minutes (yes, minutes)
with my terrific agent Paula Munier and much more time (with food) with her
other clients, Tracee, Michele Dorsey, Roger Johns, Cate Holahan, and Brian
Thiem. On the last morning I met R.T. Lawton and his wife (sorry, another brain cramp).
I've forgotten to mention a lot of terrific writers I met throughout the conference, and I hope they will forgive me. Bouchercon 2016 was a fabulous long weekend with friends old
and new. I’m nearly overwhelmed with ideas for more novels and short stories.
Time for a rest.
sounds like a great conference!
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it.
Good luck and God's blessings
PamT
Pam, it really was a great conference, and probably not to be repeated. Thanks for commenting.
ReplyDeleteSusan,
ReplyDeleteIt does sound like a wonderful conference. It's a great place to network and meet with fellow authors.
Yes, Jacquie, it was all of that and more. I'd never been to New Orleans before, and it was amazing.
ReplyDeleteB'con is like a giant writers' family reunion, and setting it in NOLA was perfect.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly had the feel of a family reunion. Almost unrepeatable. Thanks for the comment, Craig.
ReplyDeleteSo glad to see you took advantage of all this conference had to offer -- the flavors and nuances of New Orleans and the people in the bar, restaurants, and streets :).
ReplyDeleteI certainly did, Debra. I was on sensory overload for days, and I'm still recovering. I hope your conference was as enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteThere's nowhere like New Orleans. I haven't been back since Katrina but there was a time--back in the 80s--when I spent all my free time there. Glad you had a good time.
ReplyDeleteKathleen, I had a great time. And to think I almost didn't go.
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