I had signed up for a romance novel convention six months ago or more, registering to teach workshops and sit on panels. Since it was my first romance book convention, I just assumed I’d register my interest and then sit back and wait to hear back.
Weeks and months went by and not a word. I kind of forgot about it for a while then, when talking with my friend Romana, the goddess of social media, I realized time was fast approaching and I had not heard a thing.
I went back on the website to explore and saw that I had in fact filled out the correct sections to register for teaching.
Then last Friday I received an email confirming the event’s ‘change in venue’. I was to follow the link provided and re-book at a new hotel in Vegas, off the strip. OMG! They were still expecting me.
I returned to the website and started playing around. There was no phone number for me to call so I emailed and sure enough I got a response. Apparently, amidst the confusion of the site (it’s very busy in its seductive display, and difficult to navigate), I had not completed the entire registration – not even close. Yikes.
So there I was, registered to teach workshops and sit on panels but not registered for the convention or signed up for a table to sell and sign books or booked in a hotel or a flight! Gah. What to do.
Well, I did what anyone would do when not expecting – I kicked into high gear and made it happen. Actually, I can’t say I would have always done that because it’s much easier to say ‘oh well’ and let it pass. But here was an opportunity and I wasn’t going to miss out.
It was no easy feat but I did manage, bit by bit, to complete the many online registration forms and sign-up sheets. I’ve written up my lesson plans, packed books and other paraphernalia, loaded my suitcase with jewellery, heels, make-up and a casual sexy wardrobe to fit the bill for a romance novel convention. Ha! I feel like I’m going to a costume ball. It’ll be fun.
I’ll be sharing my day-to-day with you on social media so feel free to follow along, comment, and share with your friends.
I’m Going To Vegas, Baby.