For years, I’ve had people urge me to go to the RT Booklovers Convention because…
1) It’s apparently a ridiculous amount of fun.
2) Because a convention for romance writers and fans seems like such a natural for Last Kiss. (“You’ll sell out!” one romance writer enthused.)
Well, I’m finally going to find out. Last Kiss will have a table at this year’s convention. And—as if it wasn’t already going to be cool—it’s taking place in a city Shelagh and I have always wanted to visit: New Orleans!
(And, yes, Shelagh’s going with me to make sure I’m not overwhelmed by all the women who might mistake me for one of the hunky, male cover models.)