When Don Brun emailed everyone for volunteers to be a part of a talent show at Bouchercon 2009, I plunged ahead without even thinking. What was I thinking? Good gravy! It’s been 40-some years and a good 40 pounds less since I performed as a dancer. But I couldn’t resist. I still love to dance, but haven’t in public in a very long time. Still, when the music plays, I sway. My feet move, my hips swivel, my hands take off on their own. What the heck? Why not? My new book came out the night I left Houston, so how else would I get recognized? Darn, I’m a writer, not a dancer.
I was the only dancer.