Hearing from a Japanese-American at the panel I moderated — Far East Mysteries — that she’d felt trepidation when she came into the room and saw five white people on the panel, but she was impressed with and won over by the discussion. (Don’t start with me. A lot of the Asian writers didn’t come and the ones who did had other panels.)
Playing a really fun game of basketball at a great rec center.
Lunch and a long discussion of trips to China and Mongolia with Michael Wiley.
Catching up with Rob Lopresti, who has a terrific new book called GREENFELLAS, and his wife Terri Weiner. Two people I don’t see often enough.
And speaking of people I don’t see often enough, sitting with Ted Fitzgerald and Brendan Dubois at the Private Eye Writers dinner, where I got to see Reed Farrel Coleman lose to a book with a dog on the cover.
A cup of tea and a good conversation with Wendy Corsi Staub, another person I don’t see often enough. Ditto Bob Randisi and Christine Matthews.
Two excellent nights of poker, interrupted only by the baseball game news, since a couple of players had MLB.com on their phones streaming live.
A panel on pace where I was panelist, nor moderator. That was the expert Alex Sokoloff. We all figured, if this panel sagged, that would prove something right there…
Going to sign stock in the book room and finding I was all sold out.
Dinner with Steve Hamilton, Deron Bissett, and a couple of other people. We talked of shoes and ships and sealing wax, but not about the book business. Ahh…
I didn’t take many photos, but other people did. Will share them as they come in.