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I was set to do a book release party in Leadville, which is about a two hour drive west of Denver, so Diana and I tried to escape the convention center. No luck. We ran into several more friends and acquaintances. A nice problem to have!

The drive was spectacular and we were actually glad for the quiet time. The two previous days felt like a week. And we’ve been to The Book Mine in Leadville before, where they treat us like royalty. Check out this window display! Lance Armstrong had been in town that same day for the Leadville 100, a grueling high-elevation mountain bike race that brought a lot of foot traffic to this tiny tourist town.

The event went well, and the owner, Carol Hill, had me sign an entire case of books before I left, seating them on a front-of-store display. I’m not sure who’s having more fun with the series, me or her. ;)

Afterwards, Diana and I walked up and down the main street and eventually found our way into the Tennessee Pass Café, where we had a giant fresh spinach salad and teriyaki buffalo steak sandwiches. You don’t get that in Burger King, folks. Yum!

We’d planned on returning to Denver in time for the awards ceremony, but we were running late, as always, and after returning the rental car we wanted to stop into our hotel room to drop our backpacks and change our shirts. And the peace that the room offered was too sweet to ignore. I summoned up enough energy to stride quickly to the nearby Barnes & Noble to sign stock there, too — running into two more pros on the sidewalk, of course, for a quick hello — then returned to our massive bed for more Olympics, some tangerines, and the rest of the buffalo sandwich that we hadn’t been able to kill off in Leadville. Whew.

So far, this had been the calmest day of the convention by far.

Labels: book signing in Leadville, Colorado, WorldCon report

# posted by Jeff Carlson @ 3:54 PM