Romance Writers of America held their 33rd Annual Conference last week in Atlanta. This was my 5th consecutive year attending and I must say there was a palpable change in the air. From traditional publishing to the new wave of self-publishing, the workshops, chatter, and even the pitch sessions, everything reflected the cataclysmic shift in romance publishing. It’s a brand new world out there and it’s looking pretty darn good.
For me, this conference was a little different. I was not a newbie sponging up all advice and teachings. Really, I only sat in 3 carefully chosen workshops, workshops that gave me insight and power into my own career as an indie author in a way I could positively use. Aside from that, I participated in a focus group with my publisher, as well as a publisher sponsored workshop. I also attended two retreats. Top that off with 2 signings—the literacy autographing and the indie signing. Oh…and the nightly parties. Yup, I was a busy girl. So busy, I didn’t snap as many pictures as I would have liked.
Be here are a few. Enjoy.
The Atlanta Skyline at dusk.
First night in Atlanta and I’m drinking gen-u-ine moonshine.
Probably best to not look up in the lobby of the hotel after drinking moonshine.
Packed house at the Gone With The Wind inspired Golden Network Retreat. Amazing speakers included Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Nora Roberts, Courtney Milan, Darynda Jones, and more.
The Literacy Autographing! WOW! So many FANS!
My awesome and adorable editor, Mallory Braus
Amazing friends and chapter mates, Jaye Garland and Jan Nash
Signed over 50 books at the Indie Signing. Discovered I need a shorter name.
Decided I needed to go incognito and take up smoking cigars. Look good, don’t I?
Super Secret Harlequin Party at the Ritz. The dance floor was rockin’. Yes, there’s Nora. And I didn’t drag her to the floor this year. 
Rubies at the Ritz. Addison, Liz, moi, and Dani
The pink socks Harlequin gave out so we could dance without our heels. Bless you, Harlequin.
Some of the greatest gals I know: Raven Raye, Ruth Kenjura, Melinda Porter, some chick in a black dress, and Sarah Andre.
My roommates. These rowdy girls are da bomb. Thanks for the memories Eliza Knight, Jennifer Jakes, and Kim Killion! Let’s do it again.
