Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Phoenix Comicon!

When I arrived in Phoenix, Arizona for the first time, I discovered dozens of amazing things and one deeply, painfully disturbing thing: my phone carrier has no service in the state. This meant that I was not able to text, tweet, phone, or post anything for five days, except for the few moments a day I was in my room. And that means that I have to borrow other people's photos while trying to explain what a COMPLETELY AMAZING time I had.

First there was the secret guest consuite, which was basically Willie Wonka's kitchen. Julie and the other volunteers had an amazing array of everything my heart desired, including cookies, candies, cookies, food, a nice toothbrush, cookies, a razor, and almonds.

They even made a packed lunch of cookies for me on Saturday. SQUEE.


And I may have squeed all over them. Because ZOMBIE COOKIES!


Then there were the people. TEAM CAPYBARA = MY HOMIES.

Cherie Priest, Kevin Hearne, Sam Sykes, Leanna Renee Hieber, John Scalzi, Shawn Speakman, and Peter Orullian were a great crew to be stationed with all weekend.


That's most of us in Writer's Alley, along with bonus Greg van Eekehout.


Here's me and Cherie doing a one-time DUCKFACE SELFIE with some public sculpture.


Here's me being a Jedi. I'm really a Mando, but I'll still mess you up.


That's Scalzi, Sam, Leanna, and me in our Author Chairdancing panel. 
There was no moderator, no topic. We were just supposed to be a live version of Twitter.
So we acted like a bunch of nine-year-old boys.
It was awesome, and you can watch it here.
tl;dr = I admitted to eating kittens but not guinea pigs. Knowing is half the battle!

On Sunday afternoon, I met my Uncle Lee, Aunt Tammy, and niece Drea for hanging out, snake-handling, desert-viewing, delicious cookies, and some amazing food at Z Tejas. I had a spicy mango bacon margarita, and it was UNBELIEVABLE.
You can see the bacon hanging out, on the right. 


This next one might be my favorite photo of all, at least until someone posts the pic of me fangirling all over R2-D2.


Because I love these people.

One of my very favorite things about my newly sprouted authorial career is the people. I still can't believe people read my books, so I freak out whenever someone knows who I am or asks me to sign anything. And the friends I've made among other authors are some of the most amazing people I've ever met. I finally found my tribe. And they're just as weird as I am. And just as obsessed, too.

Thanks so much to everyone who helped make my weekend at Phoenix Comicon super awesome.

Except that horrible person on my Delta flight from PHX->ATL on Monday who got mad at me for not giving her husband my assigned window seat and broke my Mac screen while I was in the bathroom. She can go to hell.

Otherwise, I'm the luckiest girl on earth!

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