We' re packing up, but here's another Edgar story. At the nominee reception last night there were only a few tables, so Judy and I grabbed one. I left to go talk to some people, and when I came back, Stephen King was in my chair, chatting up Judy. She didn't even try to save my seat.
The weather's lousy this morning, so I'm just hoping that JetBlue won't have us sitting on the runway for hours. I have to do a signing tomorrow in Gonzales, Texas, a long way from Alvin. Not much if any posting until Sunday, I expect.
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