September 10, 2015
7 PM- 9 PM
Main Point Books, Bryn Mawr, PA
Bring a friend and enjoy an evening of romance with four best-selling authors as they read excerpts from their new releases. Light refreshments will be served and signed books will be available for sale. Price of admission to Lady Jane’s is a $5 donation to benefit the Philadelphia Center for Literacy, Inc. or a gently used book. We hope to see you at Lady Jane’s Salon Philadelphia!
Participating Romance Authors:
Susan Scott Shelley
Adele Downs will read from her new release LIP SERVICE.
My husband and I spent a beautiful summer day at the Tyler Arboretum in Media, Pennsylvania, and during our walk along the trails, came upon this cabin hidden in the woods.
The arboretum staff recreated an exact replica of American poet Henry David Thoreau‘s tiny home beside Walden Pond in Massachusetts.
Thoreau lived simply for two years and two months (1845-1847) in the one-room cabin he built himself, to write without distractions, on land owned by his good friend Ralph Waldo Emerson. If you look closely at the bottom right of this photo you’ll notice a spot of blue–the pond behind the cabin.
One room with a fireplace, a bench to sit on, and a loft above him to sleep. This single room was re-recreated in the exact dimensions and style of the original home on Walden Pond. I imagine there was a table inside too, but little room for anything else. When I took this photo, I was standing inside the open doorway.
Sleeping loft after a day of writing.
I think all writers look for a sanctuary in which to write. Though my romance novels couldn’t be more different from the writings of Thoreau, I felt a connection to his cabin and its surroundings because I understood his need for solitude. The cabin in the woods at Walden Pond was the highlight of my visit to the Tyler Arboretum and a place I’ll always remember.
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”
(Pictured from top left: Lisa Unger with her newest release, Adele Downs and Lisa Unger, the book bingo game card, Hockessin Book Shelf, Lynn Kellan being her usual fun self, and Lynn posing with Lisa’s husband.)
My good friend, author Lynn Kellan, and I spent a totally fun book nerd night at the Hockessin Book Shelf in Hockessin, Delaware, for an evening with my favorite thriller writer, NYT best-selling author Lisa Unger. We were there to buy her new release CRAZY LOVE YOU in special edition paperback, and play book bingo. Only book lovers can appreciate a competition in which the well-read answer trivia questions about books in order to win prizes of more books (I won two games!) and Hershey’s kisses act as game pieces.
As a romance author, I spend most of my time writing stories and posting to social media. At night before bed I relax with a book. There’s a special joy in reading that has never waned for me, and spending an evening as a reader, enjoying a total fan girl experience with an author I admire, reinforced why books have been such an important part of my life. For a few hours I was able to relax and have book related fun for the simple pleasure of the experience.
Returned from the RWA (Romance Writers of America) national conference in New York City both energized and zombie-like. It’s a strange sensation to be simultaneously exhausted but raring to go.
This is my favorite conference souvenir. My publisher got this exactly right, wouldn’t you agree?
During off hours, author friends from my publishing house and I walked around Times Square and watched the street performers. For a price, visitors could gather around break dancers, or have their pictures taken with costumed cartoon characters and actors dressed as the Statue of Liberty. A production company was filming a music video and the crowd was invited to sit in a section of bleachers and act as extras. We watched actors in tuxedos complete a scene for the film.
The most interesting photo-op for hire was the naked young woman wearing only a thong, painted head to toe in red, white and blue in front, and I ♥ New York on her butt cheeks. I couldn’t help but wonder how much money she made a night. Her so-called boyfriend tried to persuade me to take a picture with her, but I declined. I wanted to cover her with my cardigan and call her mother, instead.
More mainstream performers pitched Broadway shows in places like the Marriott Marquis on 46th and Broadway, where Romance Writers of America held their conference. These women danced and posed in the hotel lobby to promote the musical, “Chicago.”
I might be a country girl from rural Pennsylvania, but I love visiting New York.
More soon about my trip to the RWA national conference.