Did you miss me?
No?
According to Mr Kate the web site hit rate dropped dramatically when I was in Atlanta at the RWA conference, which he said indicates that most people who read my blog etc are just my buddies rather than real readers. I think he’s wrong-why would anyone visit if they know I’m not here? (duh) Of course, next time I’ll invite Mr K to be my guest blogger and then the stats would probably go up.

Atlanta was…interesting. I’m going to have to write a few blogs to explain that comment but I’ll start by saying that it was great to reconnect with some of the people I met last year and all my RWAOnline buddies who I ‘cyber know’ very well.

It’s weird how you build up a mental picture of how people will look from their posts and their choice of avatars. Some people are exactly how you pictured them, others are a complete shock. Some people’s posts and writing don’t reflect their personalities at all and other’s, the moment they open their mouth, you feel comfortable with them.

For example-and I hope Pamela Hodges won’t mind me saying this-I had the pleasure of doing a little critting on Pamela’s excellent story, The Timestone Key, and we got to meet at the RWAOnline party. Now in my head, I kind of pictured Pamela as a little grey haired lady (sorry Pamela) instead she was this glamorous, charming, brunette with a great sense of humor (that bit I already knew)I couldn’t believe she was already a granny-granny’s didn’t look like that in my day!

At RWAOnline I got to meet up with Mel, Maria, Pamela H, Jenna, Jamie, Kristen, Louisa, Aurora, Terri, Gina, Nicole, Michelle, Adrian et al and a whole collection of Aussies who kindly brought an Australian delicacy called TimTams all the way from Oz and packets of Cadbury’s Koala bears which were yummy.

I still managed to miss talking to a whole portion of the room-not sure how. The trouble is is that you assume you’ll bump into them again and of course you don’t. I bumped into Adrian and Louisa constantly but the others? Not a single siting.

It’s also strange how you spend a lot of your time with your gaze fixed at bosom level as you try and make out the other person’s name badge and status. The other guests at the hotel always look terrified when a whole elevator of romance writers greets them-sometimes, especially the men, refuse to get in. Not sure what they think we’ll do to them-the elevator’s are glass.

I still have that hero-worship element when I see Nora Roberts, Jenny Crusie, Susan Elizabeth Philips etc. I gawp and pray that they won’t actually talk to me just in case I make a fool of myself in front of them. And here’s another strange thing- as a published author I had to deal with a bit of that myself. Some people, when I chatted to them, got all weird on me and almost always ended up pitching their book as if I could do something about it. I still don’t have the magic key. I wish I did, I’m still a newbie.

With Mr Kate’s coaching I made a decision to go and be more outgoing and ‘sell’ myself. It proved to be easier than I thought. Editors and agents were more approachable and so were the other published authors-strange what a change of badge can do.

I have to go and get back to work now. I’ll post more soon. The conference definitely inspired me to get writing!