And I don’t say that often about cities, but Calgary is cool, from the tips of it concrete toes to the top of its skyscraper’ed head.
It’s early here, and I’m sitting in the lobby—checking email, and then getting in some work for a couple hours before everything starts heating up. The hard thing about blogging from a conference is that so much happens, and you cross paths with so many people, it’s hard to keep track of things—and even if you do, there’s really not much more you can comment on except how delightful it was, and is, to see people you haven’t laid eyes on in years; or to be introduced to others who are just as easy-going and kind in person as you hoped they would be.
So, anyway. I hopped on a train yesterday with some folks, and we bought art supplies—ran into another group and had lunch—I got my nails done—had a fantastic dinner—and there you go.
Here I am last night with Diana Rowland, who is super-cool and has a new urban fantasy, Mark of the Demon, coming out in June.