Who's asking: Judy Clemens and others
Not unless I win the lottery, or a client pays my way.
Bouchercon, the World Mystery Convention, happens in a different place every year. This year it's in Anchorage, Alaska, September 27-30. It's always a good time, and I would dearly like to go -- but it's too far, and it's too expensive.
ATA is now flying in and out of Portland, which lowers the price of airfare to Alaska considerably, but round trip tickets still start at $541. Add to that $200/day for room and board (conservatively speaking, and depending on my bar tab), and we're already over $1,500. Plus $30/day to board Dizzy ... plus parking at the airport ... plus, plus, plus ... and I can't justify it, as much as I'd like to go. My dog needs hip replacement surgery, and I probably ought to think about replacing my car before another winter. I don't have $2,000 for a vacation (much as I might like to justify it as professional development and networking).
This morning started with Dizzy rolling on a dead eel down by the Cobbosseecontee, so I'm off to give him a bath. He does not understand what I'm so upset about -- HE thinks he smells terrific.
One more bit of blatant self-promotion first, though. Auditions for Gaslight's next production, Crimes of the Heart, start tomorrow afternoon at 1:00 p.m. at Hallowell City Hall. I'm directing, and looking for a cast of four women and two men to play roles between the ages of 20 and 30. I'll be asking actors to read from the script, and to participate in a few small-group improvisations; no preparation is necessary, and actors need not be able to speak with a Southern accent. For more information, drop me an e-mail at LambLetters -at- gmail.com.