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Times Square in 2011 |
While I'm a bit nebulous about when I first started reading
romance, I know when I became a real fan of the genre that searched out new
books. Every Christmas I visited my parents in Florida and I needed a book to
read on my travels. My local Harris Teeter grocery store has a book section. A
purple and green cover caught my attention: Amanda Quick's Perfect Poison from her Arcane Society series. I had never read her before, but something
about the blend of psychic powers and Victorian mystery appealed to me. I blew
through that book in a week and wondered what else had she written. Er, quite a
LOT apparently! I had not realized that Amanda Quick was the prolific Jayne Ann
Krentz with multiple psuedonyms and styles. The Arcane Society made me
appreciate all my years of comics collecting and crossovers, because certain
trilogies would start in historical, jump to contemporary and end in futuristic.
And so my discovery of historical romances began. Ironically
I've never been all that interested in 19
th century history, but
between Victorians and Regencies, I slowly started finding authors I liked.
Mostly I followed authors I liked and started reading sites like
SmartBitches and
Heroes & Heartbreakers for suggestions.
But romance is in some ways different than other genres.
Romance Writers of America (RWA) is the national trade organization for the
genre, encompassing writers, editors, etc involved in creating romance novels.
Even the local chapters are geared towards would-be writers, not so much for
the regular readers and fans.
So each time I've seen opportunities to meet other romance
fans, I've grabbed them, because they don't happen as often.
SmartBitches Trashy Books' Sarah Wendell had
a reception for romance fans to meet and mingle at a cheese shop in DC before
the preview of the
"Love Between the Covers" documentary at Library
of Congress. By chance, someone had a spare ticket to the preview and offered
me the chance. I am so glad I went to see it. Laurie Kahn, the director,
interviewed a ton of people, and gave a solid behind the scenes view of the
romance industry from familiar authors to not-so familiar ones. Kahn explored why romance was so popular and what went into writing the books and sadly the stereotypes surrounding the genre. I loved that she included African American and GLBTQ romances along with the usual suspects. I learned that Beverly Jenkins was a force of nature and good god do not choose against her in the DABWAHA (basically think of "Sweet Sixteen of Romance") event because she knows how to muster her fans. The whole documentary was a positive message of "everyone deserves an HEA" no matter who they are or what they look like.
After that event, I lucked out in that my local library was
hosting a romance swap event. The librarians were both romance fans and they
were eager to share their favorites and show us where to find them in our
catalogs. It sounds obvious, but when you consider they'd had to cut their mass
market collection completely and romance is predominantly published in that
format, you begin to appreciate the issues involved. What I learned was a) when
the ebooks were updated b) the Harlequin Presents large type editions are bright pink/fuschia and easy to spot on
the shelves. I already used Overdrive
heavily, so for me, it was more meeting other like-minded people and seeing
what they liked.
Then Elisabeth Lane of
Cooking Up Romance decided to put
together a DC Romance meetup group. We meet once a month at a local coffee shop
and we talk about what we're reading. Sometimes we also talk about the genre in
general and our experiences. The group has grown with each passing month as new
people see the meeting notices.
We do
seem to have a plethora of librarians, both public and academic.
I hadn't planned on attending RWA conference in New York
City, because I am mostly a reader at this point, and it's quite expensive. But
then I learned about the literacy signing on Wednesday. Open to the public, the
signing included 480 authors, with the proceeds of the books going to literacy
charities. I started to waver when I looked at the list of authors with so many
of my favorites. I had done whirlwind NYC trips before. Maybe I could swing
that budget wise. And Elisabeth allowed as how she'd love the company on the
train up. So I took the plunge.
The adventure started early on Wednesday morning when I took
a Metro over to Union Station. I found Elisabeth and her husband after the
boarding had started. The Northeast Regional train took three or four hours to
finally roll into Penn Station. Then after examining the map on the way up, we
determined we just needed to walk ten blocks up to where the Marriott Marquis
was in Times Square.
On my last daytrip to NYC, I had effectively dodged Times
Square, so I never appreciated the level of sheer chaos involved, filled with
big screens and shouting ticket vendors. (I didn't take any pictures this trip,
but I did take one of Times Square four years ago. I even went into that large
Walgreens!)
The Marriott Marquis was right next door to the Lion King at
the Minskoff Theatre, so I could see the whole theatre district laid out before
me. The hotel was crazy. Hotel registration wasn't even on the ground floor.
The smart elevators were ingenious (punch a number, it'll tell you which elevator
to use), but working slow by the end of the day. I imagine as the conference
wears on it'll get even slower.
Elisabeth picked up her registration materials (lots of
books!) and we went in search of her friend volunteering at the Goody Room.
Elisabeth had arranged a lunch gathering with a few friends and graciously
allowed me and her husband to tag along. The others were writers she corresponded
with on twitter. The hotel restaurant did not have the speediest service, but
they managed a serviceable burger. I had completely skipped breakfast, so I was
famished. With the signing in the evening, I wasn't certain when I'd eat next,
so it was good to have one big meal.
After a quick trip to Midtown Comics at W. 40th
street, I grabbed suitable caffeine and came back to the Marquis in search of
the Broadway Ballroom to wait for the signing. The huge ballroom had been laid
out with rows and rows of chairs, each with a roomy tote bag and a letter. The
letter signified what section you were in (A,B,C, etc.) when they started
sending people into the room downstairs. I was Dubious when I read the staging
area would be on a different floor with all the hotel discussions, but
surprisingly the whole thing went quite well. No one complained or bitched
about their place. Compared to some bookstore signings, it went quite smoothly.
I sat down with some other romance readers and enjoyed going
back through the list while I waited. The other fans were cheerful, even
squeeful at meeting their favorites. I was struck by the range in age and
demographic and everyone had their personal favorites, but wouldn't judge you
if yours didn't line up. Two young women in headscarves behind us spoke with fannish
glee over Sarah MacLean's books. I flagged down Sarah, an academic librarian I
knew from the DCRom meetups. I am grateful for those meetups because as I
confessed, I probably wouldn't have tried this, if I didn't know anyone. As it
was, most of DCRom crowd were here, either for the conference or just the
Librarians' Day event. Even Sarah spoke glowingly about how important it was to
have these connection points to other readers.
Entrepreneurial writers, sensing a captive audience, came
through with a pile of swag, usually pens or bookmarks/cards with free offers. Most
were unfamiliar-to-me contemporary writers, although one was an urban fantasy
writer I recognized that wrote with Sherrilyn Kenyon.
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My signing loot |
The massive Westside ballroom had most of the big stars at
the corners, while the rest were lined up alphabetically. Sarah and I got in
line to see Jayne Ann Krentz (aka Amanda Quick) first and I bought her newest hardcover
"Garden of Lies". Krentz was a former librarian and she'd spoken at
the Librarians' Day event, likening it to the Marines where once one, always
one. I thanked Krentz for her part in getting me into romance and she said
"Reading or writing?" Thinking about it, I said reading, but I might
try writing sometime. "Maybe someday you'll be on this side of the signing
table." So many hearts. I'd heard how frankly encouraging and supportive
RWA was and I was getting some firsthand experience, even before dipping my
hands into the writing side.
Next was the lovely Tessa Dare, a favorite of mine. Tessa
Dare had her two Castles Ever After books for sale, because "When the Scot
Tied the Knot" doesn't come out until August! I bought a copy of
"Romancing the Duke" because I didn't own a physical copy anymore. I
remembered to introduce myself as one of her twitter followers.
Then Sarah and I split up to go find our various authors. I
bought "Dangerous Books for Girls" from Maya Rodale and told her how
much I enjoyed watching the livecast of the TheLi.st events on feminism and
erotica. I met Julie Anne Long and bought one of her Pennyroyal Green books
because a librarian friend keeps touting them. After taking her Regency
politics class and chatting on twitter, I was also glad to meet Rose Lerner and
get one of her books.
That left two on the end for my tour – Courtney Milan and
Sarah MacLean. Having followed them on twitter for awhile, it was nice to
interact with them. I hoped I wasn't being too ridiculous asking Courtney how
her blue streaked hair was holding up in the room. I'd recognized her at lunch
chatting with an author and editor earlier.
I only regretted not meeting two authors. Nalini Singh's
line went clear back to the other side of the room at one point, almost
rivaling Nora Roberts' on the other side. I knew I'd be there til nearly the
end of the signing, if I stayed. Tiffany Reisz's line was also crazy busy,
practically blocking the aisle. I was curious about her books, but not enough
to stand in the crush of people.
I only grabbed a handful of buttons and swag from the
writers I saw. I have my own "Doubt Not!" button from Tessa Dare's
"Romancing the Duke" because I am a fair maiden of Moranglia… er… an
unrepentant fangirl. I also grabbed one of Rose Lerner's saucy "Spoiler: The
Butler Did Her" as a promo for her upcoming Lively St Lemeston book.
I paid for my purchases and discovered I had made it under
my budget. I had nervously worried I might go over with some of the higher
priced trades. Luck was indeed on my side. I met up with Sarah after she was
done and we spent some time chatting on the 8th floor concourse area
before it was time to march back up 7th Ave to Penn Station.
Or so I thought. I discovered that there was a
demonstration/rally being held at 42nd street, so I couldn't go any
further. Undeterred, I remembered that
NYC was like DC and built on a grid system, so I figured I could simply go over
and around. My legs were dying by the time I reached Penn Station. I was
relieved to still have an hour to find a quick bite to eat and then wait for
boarding call. DC's Union Station is
fairly straightforward compared to Penn's maze of Amtrak and commuter rail. But I somehow managed to find both my gate and
the lovely lovely Amtrak quiet car for my blissful ride home.