In my younger days (because anything before today is younger, though technically, it’s been three or four years since my last ‘incident’), I was a complete and total anime convention junkie. I didn’t get to go to many, but I tried to make it to one a year out of town, and squealed with delight when we got a local one.

I even built a business plan that would allow me to visit any anime convention I wanted, and make money at it. It was a brilliant plan, too. Complete with market research, three year profit/loss projections, and verifiable proof that I’d be able to repay the business loan within three years. And then I started applying for said business loans right as the housing market collapsed, taking lenders’ desires to loan anyone any money right along with it.

But, I still love conferences, conventions, trade shows of any kind. Yes, I can have fun at a life insurance or large format printing convention. I know, I’ve done it before. So, when I realized I might have a little more money this fall than I normally do, I said “Sweetie, there’s this writer’s conference in Denver in September…”

And she said “you should go.”

So all weekend long I’ve been doing the happy dance because I get to go to The Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Conference in a couple of months. Silly thing is, Denver is less than six hours away, and I’ve never been there outside their airport. For all the cities I’ve visited, that’s never made the list.

And I get to meet some of my awesome online friends, and I’m just super, super psyched about the entire thing. And if you’re going to be there, hopefully we’ll meet ^_^

In the meantime, I figure I should finish (again) my novel revision. It’d be nice to go with something and since it’s halfway one-third done already, and I have two months…maybe?