Okay, you want the skinny on crime-fic cons? The good, the bad, the ugly? Well buckle up, buttercup, 'cause I'm about to drop some knowledge, raw and unvarnished.
(Editor's Note: Chris is going to do no such thing. He's been to exactly one book conference in his life, Bouchercon 2011, and had an unqualified good time. No, really, here's proof. So any negatives he manages to muster up must have been plucked out of... let's politely say the clear, blue sky.)
The Bad: Like books? Maybe you even wrote one? Well, then, I hope you like public speaking, too, because there's a good chance you'll wind up on a panel.
|The lovely missus, alongside Donna Andrews, Rosemary Harris, Julie Hyzy, and Shirley Damsgaard (L to R).|
|Christa Freakin' Faust, S. J. Rozan, Jonathan Woods, Benjamin Whitmer, Scott Montgomery, John Rector, Scott Phillips, and, uh, me (L to R).|
**The Bad: Wherever you think you're headed, you're not. The bulk of your time will be spent in hallways. Gotta go to the bathroom? Feel like heading up to bed? Too bad for you. The hallway cannot be escaped.
|Josh Stallings, Neliza Drew, yours truly, and the missus (AKA Katrina Niidas Holm), snapped by Sabrina Ogden (L to R).|
**The Bad: Say goodbye to sleep, because the bar closes late, and the programming starts early. For folks like me who barely keep from throttling strangers when they get less than seven hours' sleep, it can be brutal.
|Me, Kat, Neliza "I'm totally pulling off this hat" Drew (and she was), Brad Parks, Joelle Charbonneau, and Sabrina Odgen (L to R).|
**The Bad: After four straight days of drinking, dancing, and God knows what else, your supposedly ringer-heavy trivia team may not be all they're cracked up to be.
|Hilary Davidson, moi, Kat, the almost always lovely and ever-charming Brad Parks, and my boo-in-law Lauren O'Brien (L to R)|
**And now, because the question of the week mentioned good, bad, and the ugly, I leave you with a few examples of said ugly... because even the most photogenic among us (I'm not) get tired, cranky, and/or caught unawares sometimes (with apologies to the 99% debonair Brad Parks for exposing his one fleeting moment of B'con exhaustion).
|Bill Cameron and Blake Crouch looking on while I, presumably, uh, break cross-eyed into song?|
|In our defense, it was, like, hella early.|