Off to Bouchercon

I'm off to Bouchercon, which is the Biggest Mystery Convention in the U.S. It's a collection of fans, writers, agents, editors, booksellers and all the people who make up the world of written mysteries. This my first Bouchercon and I'm very excited. I'm even on a panel, and Rue Morgue is selling my books. The advertising materials, post cards and book marks (really cool bookmarks) are packed, and the wardrobe selections have been made. Business cards printed. Cat care arranged, and all those endless details that make you wonder whether going out of town is ever worth it. Once you get there, it usually is.

My heart is really at Burning Man in the Black Rock Desert of Nevada this weekend, but one can't be two places at once, and the man will burn without me. Next year, it's back to the heat, dust, creativity and craziness of that big playa in Nevada. I'm going through withdrawal, and it isn't pretty. So here's a picture to let you know what I'm missing. The Globe had a big article in Sunday's Travel. Boo hoo.