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Monday, February 23, 2015

Trip to San Antonio - Chapter One

YES! I did see the Alamo. It was fascinating  and,surprisingly, very small. I didn't expect San Antonio to be so tropical. But there are palm trees, and 65 degree temperatures! It's lovely and the people are friendly.

I was delighted to see horse-drawn carriages lit with beautiful colored lights at night, gliding along like Cinderella's carriage. This is what they looked like during the day.


I can't say much about the activities at the Wild Wicked Weekend con, because what happens in San Antonio must stay in San Antonio. But I can share a pics of  the hottest cover models around: Kelli, Axl, Taylor, and Cole.
 And singer Jackson Young was there. Here he's with Cheryl and Maranda. Jackson is going to be singing at the Day with the Authors event in Nashville. Whoopee! Love that man!

This is Cole. He'd be the perfect model for the Devon Drake cover, 4th book in the First & Ten series.


The Mengar Hotel is beautiful, old, elegant and haunted! Yep. That's right. Haunted. And I had my first ghostly experience there. But first a few pics of this gorgeous place.
The historic lobby.

 Gorgeous stained glass window in the ceiling.


     I'm not a huge believer in ghosts and stuff. I wasn't. But I am now. Saturday night, I got back to my room before eleven. I went to work, writing because the Internet was spotty. When I got into bed, I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was at an angle, I could only see the 2 on the display and assumed, because of the angle, the one wasn't visible. It was after midnight.
    I woke up and rolled over to glance at the clock. It read 7:41a.m. I was surprised I had slept so late. I pulled back the covers and padded over to the window. After peeking behind the curtain, all I could see was darkness. Something was wrong. Either we were in world's biggest storm or...well, something was wrong.
    I picked up my watch. It read 5.41 a.m.! Yep. And it was right. Someone or something moved the clock ahead by two hours. That's right, TWO HOURS! The clock had been right on target all weekend. I had been in the room the whole time.
    Being too sleepy to think, I fixed the clock and got back in bed. It wasn't until breakfast that I realized what had happened. When I fixed the clock, I noticed you had to hold down the buttons to make the hour move. There was something in that room with me. And it moved the clock two hours ahead. I am a believer.


I'm on the ranch now. Will update tonight or tomorrow with pictures. It's cold and raining, so we're huddled inside, writing. Hope you have a great day!
Comments welcome!!