Liz and I got together with quite a few Magical Musings bloggers. We had dinner and yakked for quite a while with Karin Tabke. We had a meal with Lori Brighton and ran into her and chatted several places. I kept seeing Marilyn Brant and we chatted, but we never got to sit down with her for a while.
Except for Cynthia Eden, the others weren’t there. I would’ve loved to have seen them all. If I had magic powers, I would’ve zoomed them over for a few hours. Long enough to eat with us at Giordano’s, which has the best deep dish pizza I’ve eaten. If you’re ever in Chicago, that’s the place to go for Chicago pizza.
Liz and I also had a long talk with Jennifer Estep. Jennifer is a cheese lover, and I feel bad that she missed the pizza. But I did bring cheese from Wisconsin for her. She gave me two boxes of Moon Pies that I shared with Liz. Liz and I drove to Chicago and back with the talented Elle J Rossi, who is having a novella out soon. Liz and I also got together with the brilliant Sheila Clover English, from Circle of Seven Productions. And our good friends from Wisconsin, indie author Leigh Morgan and her husband Vince Milewski.
There are more, but you know how there’s usually one story you tell people after you’ve been somewhere? Here’s mine:
I was waiting for an elevator early on when a tall, slender and georgous young woman with long blond hair yelled “Edie!” and swooped down at me to hug me.
I didn’t know who the hell she was.
She asked me about Liz, so I knew I should know her. I didn’t want to look down at her name tag, because then she would know I didn’t remember her. Right then the elevator bell dinged, and I said something and got on it. As soon as the doors closed, I hit my head with the heel of my hand and thought “Cindy!” It was Cynthia Eden. The last time I saw her was two years ago, which wasn’t that long ago, plus I’ve watched her profile video several times. I felt like an idiot.
I told her the story later and she laughed. She’s a sweetheart and for sure I’ll know her next time.
Now to truisms. I’ve talked about my son’s before: It’s all good. I remind myself of that when things don’t go the way I was hoping. I’ve used it in books, too.
Liz Kreger gave me a new one at RT. We were in our room, talking about something that I don’t remember. (Okay, our husbands.) And she said, “Men drive women crazy. They just do.”
My first reaction was to laugh. My second was to grab the sticky notepad from Loveswept and scribble it down. I told her, “Some day I’m going to put it in a book.” The some day came already. It’s in my book, STARDUST MIRACLE, which should be out next month.
What’s one of your favorite truisms? And if you run into someone and can’t remember who he/she is, what do you do?