I stood in the elevator praying the doors wouldn't open when I arrived at the correct floor. Why am I here? I don't like these kind of functions. I'm not comfortable with them. I'm shy. I'll literally sit in the corner, and nobody will even know I'm here. It's the way it always happens. I could be home writing. That's where I'm most comfortable. My dog, Harley, always knows I'm around. I won't know anybody. I released a deep breath. That's sort of a lie. I've communicated almost daily with most of them through FanStory. But is that really knowing somebody? Maybe Wendy G will bring Sunny. I'd be comfortable with him.

The elevator door opened. I stood there refusing to budge. The elevator door closed, and I rode up and down three more times, before I finally convinced myself to step out. Finally, at Rachelle and Gretchen's hotel door, I stood poised to knock with invitation in hand when the door magically opened. "This can't be good." I took a few steps inside and noticed total chaos. A food fight. I knew this wasn't' for me. I'd better get out of here before I see anybody I might know.

I turned to leave but was gorged in the rearend. "What?"

Judiverse smiled. "Hi, Barbara. I thought your longhorn steer needed to make an appearance."

I hugged her. "Hello. I don't normally travel with him, but it seems he snuck in." I scanned the room. "What's going on?"

"It seems an uncouth female, named Jane something, wore the same dress as Rachelle."

"There's got to be more to it than that. We're adults."

"I'm sure there is, but that's all I know." Judiverse waved at somebody from across the room. "Sorry, I need to visit with Lyenochka. I promised to compare poetry notes. I'll catch up with you later."

I slowly walked around the room until I found an appropriate corner to sit in. Watching the shenanigans continue, even after the stripper police left, I laughed. I feel like Miss Nancy from Romper Room. Man, that's a random thought that takes me back a few years. Maybe I need to discuss that with BethShelby and her memoirs. I see her next to the window.

"Romper, bomper, stomper boo. Tell me, tell me, tell me, do. Magic Mirror, tell me today, did all my friends have fun at play?" I said as I looked around. "I wonder how many of my friends I can see? Oh look, there's Lyenochka, LJButterfly, Humpwhistle, exactly as I imagined. I do wish he's come back and write some more. Wayne Fowler. Dolly. I hope she had a good flight. Jim Wile, Paul McFarland, he's off in a corner like me, and Wendy G. I guess Sunny didn't make the trip, but it seems my longhorn did. Go figure."

Scanning the room a little more, I continued with my pretend mirror. "There's Gypsy Blue Rose. I wish she'd share her secrets of writing Haiku. Bill Schott and Judiverse. I never should have posted anything about a longhorn. I wonder if Judiverse is planning and crime for my Bertha and Millie to solve. Pam Lonsdale and Roy Owen. I'd love to sit down and talk with him. Robert Zimmerman and NeoNewman. There's two men I'd love to discuss their novels with. I have an idea on how to solve the situations their main characters are in. I see Mrs. KT, RickMyWorld and Jim Vecchio. Three of my favorite authors."

I took a break from my magic mirror and sipped my iced tea. "There's Sandra Stoner-Mitchell. I'd love to discuss her new story with her. I can't wait to see what those twins are going to get into. There's Pam (respa) and Cindy Decker 3. I always enjoy reading their post. Oh my, there's Lancelot. I wonder how many women he'll bed tonight. Begin Again, will I get to read about Garth in her next novel. Hmm, great question. I hope so. There's Jacob 1395. He's got a great story going. I hope Danielle and Callum get away from that house safely. I know it's a cult."

Maybe I should move. My rearends getting tired or maybe from the longhorn gouge. I stand and take a few steps. "Nope, I'll stay here. It's safe. On there's Nomi338. I'm sure he's one of the sweetest men, I know. I've got to be sure to meet Debi Pick Marquette, I could learn a lot about being a special angel from her. Holy Cow, there's Debbie D'Arcy. I always learn something new from her posts. I see Sally Law, Teri 7, and Patcelaw are deep in conversation. Those ladies always remind me of what a true Christianity looks like. Shelly Kaye, I need to get out of my comfort zone and talk with her. The same with Jessizero, Dawn Munro, and Lea Tonin 1. Those ladies are amazing. I can't believe I recognize so many people."

I watched the door. "Ulla and Iza Deleanu just walked in. I wonder if their flights just arrive. Their posts always keep my interest. Wait! There's Karen Cherry Threadgill. I'd love to see how her creative side works." I glance around the room. "There's three of my favorite authors talking together. Tfawcus, Brett Matthew West, and Douglas Goff. They each have me totally involved with their novel. I hope tfawcus starts another one soon. Brett Matthew West has a perfect character in Cody. Douglas Goff, well, I have a crush on Greg. Who wouldn't?" I glance around the room one more time. "I see Rachelle, but where's Gretchen?" Laughing, I watched her come from under a table. "I agree that would have been the perfect place to wait this out."

I stood. "Okay self. It's time to be brave and meet these authors you've admired from afar. You got this."