Yeah. I had a blast.
Workshops ranged from very tame subjects, like cowboys and using twitter effectively, to BDSM classes, creative toys for couples, and a class-participation naughty bedtime stories that was absolutely hilarious.
Saturday night there was an awards ceremony honoring new authors, and some not-so new authors
The best thing I got out of Romanticon didn’t happen in the workshops, though. The best thing was getting a chance to talk to readers. Until now, I’ve talked to my friends who read them, some voluntarily, some because I foisted beta reads on them. For the first time, I spoke with people who picked up the books and read them because they liked to read and bought my books on their normal book-shopping adventures. I wasn’t prepared for how much it would mean to hear someone say they’d bought my book, read it, liked it and wanted more.
Now that I’m home, I can’t think of anything but getting back to Ohio for Romanticon 2013. If I can only go to one con, I want it to be this one.