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Tripping Over My Lower Lip

  Okay, I’m not even going to try to be Pollyanna today.  I’m in a blue funk and nothing’s gonna get me out of it, nothing.  Except maybe making sure I don’t cook tonight.

 The reason for my kick the cat mood?  Everyone, and I mean everyone is at the RWA conference in San Francisco except me.  Here I am stuck looking out this dirty window at the haze of smoke that made its way up to Oregon from California’s never-ending forest fires and ALL the writers in the world are having fun.  Bah, humbug.

 I know San Fran.  I know and adore RWA.  Years ago my buddy Catherine Anderson and I attended an RWA conference there and did the whole tourist thing.  We even lost the Hilton the moment we got off the freeway but that’s another story. I could have gone to Kensington, Ellora’s Cave, and Loose ID parties.  I could have met Laura (sainted agent) for the first time.  I could have hung and gossiped with friends and gawked at THE names in the romance industry  But no. 

The reason for my isolation is self-imposed in that if I’d taken better care of myself (not packed on the pounds) maybe this damnable arthritis wouldn’t be in my hips, but that doesn’t make me any happier. I had to face facts: no way could I compete with the crowds and walking the way things are.  Next year, I promise myself, next year when the surgery is behind me!!! 

In the meantime, I’m living vicariously via blogs and posts coming in from the action.  It’s not the same thing and knowing a dear friend is at another conference geared for screenwritingin Portland Ore as I speak doesn’t help, but I’ll take whatever scraps of info I can get.

I started a new novella yesterday, an invite from Loose ID and when that’s done, I have another novella contract to fulfill for Aphrodisia so its not like I can’t keep myself out of the bars by staying chained to this desk. 

A couple of neat things happened this week.  One, my killer cover for Galen’s Pet with Loose ID is up for cover of the month at http://www.erinaislinn.com/BookCoveroftheMonth.htm.  Two, Roughing It, my latest release at Ellora’s Cave got a killer review at Dark Angels.  https://www.darkangelreviews.com/Roughing_It.html

But I’m still feeling sorry for myself and on the off chance I’m not the only romance writer in the free world not in San Fran, please check in.  Like they say, misery loves company.

Vonna

www.VonnaHarper.com

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6 Responses to “Tripping Over My Lower Lip”

  1. Zoe Winters Says:

    That sucks, Vonna, I’m sorry.

  2. Stacey Klemstein Says:

    I am not at RWA either, and I hate that I’m not. It does truly suck to be home when everyone else is together, having fun. :cry:

  3. Jolene Says:

    im not an author but i sure wish i was in SF too… :neutral:

  4. Denise A. Agnew Says:

    Vonna,

    I’m not at RWA either. :) Actually, I’m glad. :lol: Congratulations on keeping busy, though. You’re rockin’!

    Denise A. Agnew
    http://www.deniseagnew.com

  5. Cynthia Eden Says:

    Hey, misery!! Company’s here! I’m missing out on the San Fran, fun, too, Vonna. Sigh. Next year! We’ll drink at the bar together!

    But congrats on your good news.

  6. Emma Petersen Says:

    I’m not at RWA either. I sulked for a couple of days but I’m okay now. Hugs, Vonna! We’ll be there next year.

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