Holy cheesenips, y’all. I meant to write this post a week ago when Bouchercon was fresh in my mind, but I was so exhausted I made it about fifty words in and had to give up because I had no idea what I was trying to say.
Here’s take two.
Holy cheesenips, y’all. I meant to write this post a week ago when Bouchercon was fresh in my mind, but I was so exhausted I made it about fifty words in and had to give up because I had no idea what I was trying to say.
Here’s take two.
This weekend on something of a whim, Kevin and I went to MegaCon Orlando. It was my first time at a chain con-you know, the kind where they’re massive and part of a major business. I’m much more familiar with smaller, fan-run cons like Shoreleave and MISTI. (It turns out I also prefer them, but we’ll get to that.)
We bought Saturday-only tickets and, thanks to our tendency to over-estimate how much time we’ll need to get ready, we arrived an hour before the con even opened. Since it took just silly amounts of walking to get anywhere in the convention center, that worked out.Read More »
(Forgive the photo quality; it’s off Facebook. Babs takes GORGEOUS pictures. I’m using the fanciest version of this for our holiday cards this year.)