California, Here I Come . . .

Right back where I started from...

Really. I was born in California, as the result of a military accident.  It was WWII  and my father was stationed out there. My mother had followed him from base to base during his training. (I guess that makes her a camp follower.)  But he was sent overseas (Burma) not long after my arrival and my mother and I returned to Florida.  

I've never been back -- never been farther west than east Texas, as a matter of fact.

Bouchercon, the big mystery convention, is being held in San Francisco this year so that's where I'm headed. I'll meet with Herself, my esteemed editor, and we'll discuss whether she wants more Elizabeth books. I'll be on a panel with four other mystery writers, talking about what influences show up in our books. I'll attend a Random House cocktail party and go to as many other panels as I can.  With any luck, I'll get a look at the world beyond the hotel.

And very early Sunday morning I'll head back home.  I'll have my laptop with me and try to post while I'm there. Failing that, look for me on Monday or Tuesday.