Three? Four? One of those.
Okay, I could live with waking up and seeing the Hudson River every day.
Staying in Battery Park City, a part of NY I have grown to love; such a great riverwalk and of course, unbelievable restaurants. We had Chinese food of the gods the first night and I think I could eat that same meal every night of my life until I die and never get tired of it.
It was VERY rainy the first night but this morning? Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous.
Fog has finally lifted and it's going to be spectacular. Which makes it hard to think about heading into a convention center for most of the daylight hours.
But yesterday at BEA was incredibly productive - well, of course! - and not even that tiring because I can use the Horror Writers Association booth (number 5074 for anyone cruising the floor) as home base and sit and chill whenever I want to, plus sign books and chat with people at leisure.
I walked the floor with Best Agent in New York, Scott Miller, and got business done right away, some exiting stuff.
Mystery Writers of America booth is in a GREAT location (Booth 3828) and got huge traffic all day long - we always do, but this year especially, because the Expo is very light on its usual stacks of free galleys and people were lining up for our books. So nice to have person after person say - "I LOVED your last two books!"
I felt things were much slower and smaller compared to the last two years, but BEA is so huge to begin with, a little less doesn't matter to ME. But perhaps it's the death of publishing as we know it. Will be interested to hear what other people have to say.
Harlequin party was as usual, a trip. This year it was in a Soho gallery that's showing a retrospective of art from Harlequin covers and I was really mad that I had to talk to anyone instead of just wandering around gaping at the displays - such an incredible history of - well, feminism, really, in that artwork. I hope there's going to be a book.
The most men I've ever seen at a HQ party, last night. Oh, and speaking of men - I do love NY for the jaw-droppingly gorgeous specimens strolling around here, that can just randomly appear from elevators or doorways. I think part of it is just the sheer number of men - therefore you're going to get more diamonds proportionately, but wow, eye candy galore.
Day continues to get more lovely. Revised plan is to go to the Met via a walk across Central Park before hitting Expo. I mean, there's business and there's LIFE.
We'll see how far I get before guilt kicks in.
Oh, and I have a diary of a different sort as my guest blog on Jungle Red this weekend.