I recently had the opportunity to go to the Reader Author Get Together in West Chester Ohio…and I HAD A BLAST! Seriously….I haven’t had that kind of fun in well, since the last convention LOL. If you ever have the chance to go, you need to. This one esp because Lori Foster (planner extraordinaire) goes to great lengths to make it affordable ($50 for the convention) and the hotel is extremely nice ($109 a night). They even throw in meals which I find incredibly generous. I lot of time and people go into this event and I want to formally thank them for the great job they do.
This year I had a fabulous cohort on the drive down and back in the fantabulous Heather McKenna, who can’t take a good picture to save her life. For real, she goes alien face as soon as someone hits the button on the camera. So you won’t see her in a lot of my pictures because even though she thinks Im evil….I’m not that huge of a bitch. Unless she pisses me off, in which case I will post that shit EVERYWHERE. We thought about stopping at a porn store on the way down but sadly the one we found looked like a windowless van – store style, and I really didn’t feel like getting raped so that was a no go. There was a car idling in the parking lot y’all….Ladies night coming soon! Line up to get in those viewing booths ladies! *shudder*
As soon as we got there this was the first thing I did…and yes, this debauchery continued in mass quantities all weekend.
The weekend itself is a whirlwind where I went a bit crazy on the book buying, I acquired some signed books for you crazy people that stalk me (watch for my blogaversary post at the end of the month). And what’s a weekend without a panic attack from the sheer amount of people present? Oh yes I had one of those too. No fear, it didn’t hinder the book buying so no worries LMAO. I met some authors that I have always wanted to meet (JILL SHALVIS!!!! SQUEE) as well as some old friends.
I did have a run in with a author’s husband who was a complete jerkoff. He basically threw a tantrum that we were sitting at HIS table. What? For serious? This isn’t a 5th grade cafeteria, there is no assigned seating asshat. And he kept saying her name like she was Nora Roberts….uuuhhhh no dude, just no. I didn’t know who she was and telling me her name 20 times isn’t going to make me know who she is either. So calm the hell down and go to another table. He kept saying things under his breath until we finally got up and left, just in the knick of time too b/c Hulk Nikki was fighting to get out and I didn’t want to have to pound him down in front of all his wifes friends. Way to be douchey hubs – I won’t be reading your wifes books…EVER.
Here is some photographic proof of me and some pretty terrific people:
Jill Shalvis is so incredibly nice! LOVED HER!
Carly Phillips is AWESOME! I bought and had her sign 3 books for my collection, can’t wait to get to them!
Why do I have a weird “come hither” look? I guess JA makes me feel…..good
Jules Bennett is so damn cute!
Oh Virna DePaul…I want to be your new bestie!
Jen, fellow blogger – loved meeting her!
Alright now for the fun…I mean completely embarrassing pics. I should preface and say these are mostly while I was drunk…not really, I was totally stone cold sober in these which cracks me up even more. I’m a strange girl, with crazy amazing friends.
A picture of a picture..whatever you get the point. You can’t see it but my hand is on the crotch of that cutout. OOOOOOO just like last year LOL.
So okay….ummmmmm. Heather was planking, I sat on her, we rode the elevator at least up and down 3 times while cackling so loudly the elevator in the other shaft heard us and thought we were stuck. Then a very nice, confused man got on the elevator and calmly stepped over Heather who never did get off the floor. Seriously, if that’s the worst that guy saw while at the hotel he can call it a success.
It’s our “whaaaaaa?” face….
Don’t make me explain what this means. Ok ok..its fellatio for all you people with virgin ears out there. If you don’t know what fellatio means go ahead and Google it. You’re welcome for the spam ware you get after you do that.
ALCOHOLIC CUPCAKES! Nuff said.
Val is a cheap drunk….seriously, one drink and she’s done for the night.
What a amazing weekend! Also – Heather has smelly sandals and I wanted to throw them out the window of my vehicle that was doing 80 towards home. Seriously. SMELLS. And me telling the world that is to get back at Heather who, while I was in the middle of a panic attack, told me I had won a prize and I jumped up….I had NOT won a prize. She’s just a horrible friend.
Can’t wait till next year!!!!