Alaska and Bouchercon were so fantastic that it's taken me awhile to come back down to earth. When I did, this past weekend, I found that I'd landed in Denver, the mile-high mining city nestled under the Rockies.
Denver was beautiful--lots of lovely historic buildings, mostly from the late
19th and early 20th centuries, many built with native rock and stone. Crisp, mountain air--though at 70+ degrees, still warmer than foggy San Francisco--and blue, blue sky. There's also the fact that the city is known as "The Napa Valley of Beer" and for good reason ...
I not only sampled some local brews, I toured the former house of the Unsinkable Molly Brown, whose real name was Margaret. Her life was so much more remarkable than the
myth and the movies that it proves the old adage about truth and fiction. It's a must see when you're in Denver. There's also a terrific independent bookstore, The Tattered Cover, a real mecca for readers and writers, and just down 16th street in my favorite corner of Lower Downtown (or LoDo, for short).
As for me ... if I'm not posting, it means I'm writing, and indeed I am...
more news on that later ... in the meantime--get ready for mile high fun in Denver next year!