This last weekend was the annual LA Times Festival of
Books. Naturally, that meant Angelique
and I were there.
It was hot this year (unlike last year where it threatened
to rain). We only went on Saturday, and
it was close to 90. That didn’t keep us
from having a fantastic time, however.
We did our usual wander all over the festival, but we mainly haunted the
mystery booths so we could talk to authors.
It seemed like more authors were doing only one day or the
other this year, so I missed some I would have enjoyed chatting with. But I’ll see a few of those this weekend at
Malice Domestic. (Flight leaves in the
morning!) Of course, I had fun chatting
with those who were there.
Nothing really out of the ordinary happened. We had fun hanging out and looking at
books. It was a nice, relaxing day.