Fast forward to the first evening of World Horror Convention that took place in Salt Lake City, Utah. A public signing is scheduled at the Columbus Library (along with Sherrilyn Kenyon, P.N. Elrod, Joe Lansdale and Rick Hautala) and I try to decide if I should go because after all, McCammon will be at the WHC Mass Signing the following evening. But what if? What if, something happened and he couldn't make the rest of the weekend? What if I get sick and I'm stuck in my hotel room? What if the world comes to an end?
There was some confusion about transportation to the library. I am told that there are rideshares in the lobby. I bug people with World Horror Con badges but no one has the information.
|Someone on the train was bringing this cake to a party.|
The reading is from 7:00 - 9:00 and it is now about 7:45. I decide to just go back to the hotel. I hop on the train again, feeling frustrated and upset, and a little remorseful for the money I spent for the weekend. You know, just feeling sorry for myself. However, I quickly snap out of it. There are worse places to be and worse situations to be stuck in!
I get back to the hotel and lo and behold there is an empty cab outside the hotel. "Hmmm, it's 8:00 pm." I think, "Do I just wait till tomorrow, or do I go for it?" I went for it.
Then it is my turn. Of course he is so sweet and so kind and he also has a wonderful Southern accent. "I came from New York to see you." I blurt out. Then we chat about some of the details of his book Queen of Bedlam since it is set in New York City.
|I look a little goofy probably because I'm a bit nervous.|
|Sherrilyn Kenyon & me.|
As we wait for everyone, Robert McCammon, Darlene and myself chat about books. I want to call everyone I know! I want to take pictures with my cell phone and send them to people!
|My hero Darlene and Sherrilyn Kenyon.|