The Case of the Missing Blogger

Tuesday, Jul 24

I’m BACK from New York and, while I had a fabulous time there, as always, I’m delighted to be home.  I’m worn out and have some kind of bug, but eager to get back to my writing and my regular life.
What all did we do?  It will take a week to catch you up on everything, because we were a busy, as well as mottley, crew.  Fortunately, I recorded the highlights of each day in my art journal, so I can consult that to boost my memory.  🙂
We all set out on our journey–Sally and her girls, Angela and Samantha, from Portland, Oregon, and Wendy, Jeremy and I from Spokane, on Sunday the 15th.  Crossing a continent is, of course, no small thing, and by the time we got to our hotel rooms, it was about 3 am.  (Niece Kelly joined us at the end of the week, having taken the bus from Washington, D.C., where she lives and works.)  I took a hot bath, climbed into my pjs, and collapsed.
Which brings us to Monday morning, the 16th.  A room service breakfast restored us a bit, and we were ready to hit the ground running.  My first stop was (surprise!) a wonderful rubber stamp store in Soho, called The Ink Pad.  Rarely have I seen such a lovely variety of really different, artsy rubber stamps in such a small space!  I loaded up, and met the rest of the group at a little restaurant called Bar Six, where I enjoyed the most delicious risotto ever.  After that, Jeremy and I visited New York Central Art Supply while everybody else did the free-style thing.  From then on, our hotel room was paint-central, but we were careful not to ruin the furniture or the carpets.  🙂
An early dinner with my dear friend and cherished editor, Joan Marlow Golan, followed.  Joan treated me to a fabulous meal at the Russian Tea Room, our customary place–I had the best scallops I’ve EVER tasted.  Obviously, New York is a great place to eat, and the company was even better.  I feel so fortunate to work with Joan–we have our own little mutual admiration society going.  🙂
I still feel, as my mother would put it, as though I’ve been dragged backwards through a knothole, but I’m on the mend.
See you tomorrow!

About Linda

The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is a #1 New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels, most of which reflect her love of the West.

Raised in Northport, Washington, Linda pursued her wanderlust, living in London and Arizona and traveling the world before returning to the state of her birth to settle down on a horse property outside Spokane.

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