Maybe Next Year

My apologies for being a day late with this post. Yes, it’s the same day every month, but it snuck up on me worse than usual this time. I promised you a report on the RWA conference, and let’s just say it’s one I won’t forget for a while.

I arrived in San Diego late on Tuesday to a beautiful hotel. These photos are the view from my room which had a lovely balcony.

On Wednesday I did attend a gathering with other contemporary romance writers and listened to a panel of speakers who gave some interesting advice. We’ve all been there when authors and editors are talking about which sub-genres in romance are getting hot and which ones are waning. The advice I’ve always heard is ‘Oh, don’t write that, it’s on its way out, editors have seen way too much of it lately.’ Here’s the short and sweet of it. Just because editors are tired of seeing it, doesn’t mean that readers are tired of reading it. There were multiple authors who said that once a lot of authors stopped writing in a sub-genre, yet they kept on writing what they loved, that’s when they made the most money. Big money, like six and seven figures. I realize we don’t do this just for the money, however, if we could make some serious dough, I can’t imagine any of us turning it down, what with kids in college and other bills to pay. I hadn’t heard this advice before so I thought it would be worth passing along. Do with it what you will.

As luck would have it, I became really ill on Thursday and ended up in the ER, where they told me I could stay and have surgery, or head directly home and have it. So I chose to check out, go home and have immediate surgery. The health issue has been taken care of and recovery is slowly under way.

There’s my conference report. Here’s hoping I’ll make it all the way through next year!