Well my Sunday was better than my Saturday. I had breakfast, checked out and parked in the free parking garage across from the convention. So no worries about towing. (Throws a very pointed glance at the Publix supermarket lot behind the Hilton Hotel.)
The voice acting class was awesome. Jeff had us do the old radio show reading/acting of "The Shadow," and I got to play Margo. I made two new friends with fellow attendees Matthew and Zan, and I'm hoping to see them next year at Necro.
I skedaddled my way over to the Genre Jumping: Round Two panel where Elissa was on panel. I think my favorite question for the panelists was "If you could write any genre besides what you're doing right now, what would it be and why?" They were also asked "What genre would you never do?" It was fascinating to hear which ones they liked and which ones they would avoid.
The Urban Fantasy: Round Two panel was very lively and I enjoyed the information and personalities of the panel members. Patricia Briggs was on this panel as well as new author Stokley Gittens, who I met on Saturday.
Now I'm about to say something that will probably get people yapping at me about race or some other drama related to it, BUT, I found it fascinating and encouraging to met an African-American author in the science fiction/fantasy genres. The only other one I know of, at least at the moment, was Octavia Butler. So there, go chew on that.
The last panel I attended because I was curious to see what would be said was Social Media: Twitter, Facebook, MySpace. Fellow author and friend, Lynne Hansen was on this panel. I think this panel, out of all the ones I attended (excluding the voice acting one), had lots of audience participation and questions. And, drum roll please, I actually asked a question and made comments. I know, shocking isn't it that I managed to NOT talk or exercise my right to questioning. For those that know me well, they will see the irony in that statement.
I hung around until almost 3:30 pm, talking with all the authors I had met. I also got an autographed tee shirt from author Chris A. Jackson, that made my day. I said my round of good-byes, walked to my car and headed home.
I retrieved first my oldest, then youngest daughter from my family members and went home. There were many questions and much hugging and general happiness, especially from the youngest who kept saying to me, "Mommy went far far way and I miss you." Yeah, I got teary-eyed while assuring her that mommy thought about her and her big sister while away.
I had only one other minor, possibly major thing happen to me. Right before putting the kids to bed, I checked my bank account. Imagine my surprise to see pre-authorization charges from La Quinta show up.
Now remember, when the night desk clerk tried to put a $20 hold on my card for a deposit it got rejected. Baffled, I called and the same clerk answered the phone. I explained what I saw and he told me the name of the manager to call Monday to get the charges reversed. And believe me I will be because I already paid for my room via Expedia. There shouldn't be anymore charges.
I'll let everyone know how that bit of crisis goes in a little while.
Other than that, I thoroughly enjoyed myself at Necro and I'm already making plans to go next year.