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.