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| Before the Scottish Ball at RT 2012, Chicago. |
In 2012, I
attend RT in Chicago, and one of my best friends from college Staci was my
roommate. I’ve mentioned it before but naturally I’m pretty shy. I’ve always
put myself in positions, though, where I cannot be.
Before one of
the big balls, Staci and I were sitting in the reception area alone. Charlaine
Harris came to stand in front of us, holding a box. She’d spoken that day.
Especially at that time, I was an extreme fangirl of Harris. But really, what
could I say except, “I LOVE your books!” *sigh*
Next, she sat
next to us, and fear struck. OMG. She was alone, with us. Really? What did we
do? Did I get up the gumption to talk to her? Oh, no.
We got up and
left. D’oh!
Later that
evening, I told the story to Heather Bennett, who was then one of the publishers
of Decadent. She laughed, and I mentioned my other “favorite” author was
Heather Graham. If I don’t pre-order her books, I buy them the day of release.
It was the end
of the night, and Graham stood on stage pretty much alone and I was on the
dance floor with Heather. She called out to Graham how much I loved her, and
basically pushed me on stage.
Graham was
gracious, she hugged me, someone took a photo – not sure if I’ve ever seen it
because I can’t find it – and what did I do? Did I mention how much I adore New
Orleans, and how I wish to someday attend her con in December? No. Did I
mention how I’ve reviewed a lot of her books, and what’s with the trend of
beheading several people in the Krewe of Hunters’ series? No. Did I ask her
about her belief in the paranormals, and how I believe in ghosts? No.
I say, “I LOVE
your books.” And you know what? It was all right.
Louisa Bacio
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