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Cons and Cross-Continental Moves

So it's taken me a few weeks to decompress and get organised after fantastic week and a bit in the States, which included Saints and Sinners in New Orleans, and Rainbow Book Fair in New York City. 

First up, SASFest, which is just as much fun as I remember from last time I went in 2014. It was interesting to be on a totally different panel, talking about a totally different book this year, and not at all intimidating to have Andrew Holleran on one side of me and Laura Antoniou on the other. Not at all, I tell you. Also with us was fellow Bold Strokes newbie Ralph Josiah Bardley, whose novel Brothers is shortlisted for this year’s Lambda for Best Gay Romance. So if you haven't already, it’s well worth checking out.

There were also some terrific questions from both the moderator and audience including authors who were at the festival who came to hear and support us, so thanks! Truly, I love doing panels, but I also get super nervous on them. So for me they're always a balance of trying to be sufficiently in-depth without over-yapping. My fellow panelists hit that mark nicely, particularly Laura Antoniou, who I heard speak and read several times over the weekend. Whether BDSM erotica is your thing or not, she is razor sharp, funny as hell, and I think The Killer Wore Leather just crept quite a way up my 'to-read' list.

The other big event was Rainbow Book Fair, which was a new experience for me, and one that involved more direct, 1-to-1 chats with readers, which I really enjoy. Besides reading with a swag of great Bold Strokes authors, I got to meet some very cool and interesting readers, writers, publishing professionals, and even a couple of existing fans. Blame the absence of an open food vendor anywhere on site for the exhausting day, but so worth it. So if you came along and said hi, thanks. I know NYC always has a stack of events competing for your time, so I appreciate anyone who chose this. It was fun.

The rest of my New York time was all about theatre. Besides dutifully entering (and losing) the Hamilton lottery every night, my friend and I turned our critical theatre queen gaze upon Fun Home and American Psycho, both of which are superb, and Something Rotten, which is…less so, but still pretty entertaining. Kind of like what would happen if you gave Forbidden Broadway a $12 million budget. I also suggest checking out Locusts Have No King for yourself (closes May 1, so be quick), since any description I could possibly give would either spoil this bizarre little show or sell it way, way short.

Oh, and yeah…moved back to Toronto, Canada, after two years roaming around in Sydney, Berlin, and Melbourne among other places. So there’s that. The reasons are long and complicated and probably best left for another post, so for now, I’ll just say it’s good to be back!


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