#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Back from Book Expo America!

Phew! What a trip THAT was!
I got the star treatment all the way, from my wonderful new publisher, HQN, aka Harlequin. (They really ARE romance.)
I hit the ground running Wednesday night, dropped my bags off at the Marriott Marquis in Times Square, and grabbed a taxi for a fabulous restaurant called Beacon, where I met with Leslee Borger and Dietrich Nelson, movers and shakers in Truth Be Told, the fabulous PR firm Harlequin hired to make me a star. :) My agent, Irene Goodman, was there, too, and a good time was had by all.
Up bright and early the next morning for a modern technological phenomenon called a Satellite Media Tour. Leslee picked me up in a town car, and I was in make up by six am! (Frankly, I never dreamed I could look that good.) Then I sat in a studio and chatted, via satellite, with TV and radio interviewers all over the country. I’ve never done that before, and it was a major kick! After that, I had the afternoon free, so I went back to the hotel, put on my jammies, and crashed. (Still getting over the bronchitis/pneumonia thing, so I had to conserve my energy.)
That night, a divine dinner at a place called Remi, with my divine editor, Joan Marlowe-Golan. A match made in heaven. Joan and I are truly sympatico, with the same shining vision for more and better books.
Friday was entirely free, so I shopped a little and rested a lot. In the evening, I went to dinner at the Lever House, with good friends from Harlequin. The place has a tube-like entrance–very cool–and I kept expecting to see a great Light and be met by loved ones who had gone on before. :)
On Saturday, I signed McKettrick’s Choice at Book Expo, and the response was fabulous. We gave away 100 books in less than half an hour!
Saturday evening, a glam party, thrown by Harlequin, at the famous Supper Club. The kind of place where you think you might catch a glimspe of Cary Grant, or one of my other forties faves. Truly elegant.
Sunday morning, back on the plane, headed home.
Sadie and Bernice, my beloved dogs, threw a rousing welcome-back party.

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