The opening ceremony for Bouchercon was held last night at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. I snapped this shot outside, where cameras are allowed, and where a sculpture garden of giant painted Fender Stratocasters welcomes visitors.
Inside, I got this photo of me with Sting’s bass from the 1983-84 Synchronicity tour. But after that, I entered the museum, where photos are strictly forbidden.
So there aren’t any pictures of me running amok, trying on Diana Ross’s Supremes gown before getting into Elvis’s purple Lincoln Continental, grabbing a couple of Hendrix’s guitars and John Lennon’s Sgt. Pepper’s outfit, and climbing to the top of the museum to proclaim, “I am the lizard queen!”
You’ll just have to take my word for it.
Today is more down to earth. I’m on a panel and attending the American launch of Books to Die For. Still plenty of fun.
Panel: “I am Woman, Hear Me Roar.”
Books to Die For launch
P.S. — And yes, I have already been told that at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, I came dressed as an FBI agent. Somebody asked me where my earpiece was.