Final Bouchercon photos
Here's my last batch of photos from Bouchercon 2009. Some are from me, 1, 4 and 6 are from Anita Thompson, and I may add some from Ali Karim if he puts them up.
(Left: A wary waitress.)
(Right: Anita Thompson in profil perdu.)
(Left: The rubber duck that came with my room. The duck looks less cheerful than it ought to, as if wistful for the wide-open ducky spaces far from this bath tub in Indianapolis.)
(Right: Another episode of The Bridesmaids' Quest.)
(Left: Ali Karim, Martyn Waites, Christa Faust on the Sunday comics-buying expedition.)
(Right: Jon McGoran, Scott Phillips, Anthony Neil Smith)
© Peter Rozovsky 2009
(Left: A wary waitress.)
(Right: Anita Thompson in profil perdu.)
(Left: The rubber duck that came with my room. The duck looks less cheerful than it ought to, as if wistful for the wide-open ducky spaces far from this bath tub in Indianapolis.)
(Right: Another episode of The Bridesmaids' Quest.)
(Left: Ali Karim, Martyn Waites, Christa Faust on the Sunday comics-buying expedition.)
(Right: Jon McGoran, Scott Phillips, Anthony Neil Smith)© Peter Rozovsky 2009
Labels: Bouchercon, Bouchercon 2009, conventions, images
posted by Peter Rozovsky at 3:19 AM
10 Comments:
I do wish someone would write the story about those bridal maids!
My little photo essay about them already teased some story ideas out of readers. It may be time for more, though. Perhaps I'll formalize this into a competition, complete with book prizes. You are welcome to enter!
Perhaps the waitress is pondering her dreary life in Indianapolis, a city in which I spent what seemed to be a year but was only a weekend.
My recollections of Indianapolis are almost all positive, on the other hand. No, I suspect our courteous and efficient waitress was nonplussed by her roomful of carousing crime writers, fans, agents and editors. Or maybe it was just the wear and tear of making out all those separate checks, which seems to be a happy custom in Indianapolis even for surprisingly large groups.
Peter, I am sorely tempted, but November is an extremely busy month for me. I am participating in a writer´s course (online, running over five months), and I am in one flash fiction challenge already.
(But of course, this is not a "no way" so you never know. My subconscious mind may already be brewing).
Even in the absence of a formal challenge, you never know when the wandering bridesmaids will take over your mind.
Anyone may feel free to tell his or her version of why the bridesmaids are wandering the streets and monuments of Indianapolis, and whether they are wandering still. No deadlines, entries limited solely by the entrant's imagination.
In fact, deadlines this month are preventing my taking part in National Novel Writing Month, so I can sympathize.
dont worry I'm a cheap date
Who was it who said that having Mastui available for a full game's worth of at-bats could help?
Funny, but where I am now, the word Yankees is not much in favor.
Had a feeling about Godzilla. I imagine the two biggest parties tonight are going to be in NYC and Tokyo.
Baseball is a game of hunches. Probably two months ago, I went around the office saying "Yankees over the Philles in six," notably to my colleague Nick the Yankee fan, who grew up in the Bronx.
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