Do you know what's happening exactly two weeks from tonight? The Harlequin party at the Romance Writers of America national conference. This year, the party is at the Waldorf Astoria hotel. My husband and I took our grandmothers to the Waldorf one time for an overnight trip, but I haven’t been back in years. I literally can’t wait.
I love the Harlequin party. It’s fantastic fun. It’s a celebration of writers and romance and this wonderful world we work in. It’s fancy and full of people who are all kinds of impressive. But the absolute best thing about the party is the packed dance floor.
The Super authors love to boogie. I started to name the people I’ve danced with and the list got about as long as the one off to the side of this blog. One of my favorite memories of Victoria is the year we first met and I wound up dancing next to her to “Living on a Prayer” by Bon Jovi. She didn’t have the same visceral love for that awesome party anthem that I have, but she was getting into it.
I love to dance. I’m a truly horrible dancer, but I don’t care. I hear “Dancing Queen” or “We Are Family” or “Jessie’s Girl” and I can’t leave the dance floor. The only time I sit down all night is when they play (and they ALWAYS do play) "Hot, Hot, Hot." And yes, there’s always a conga line.
What about you? If you're at a wedding, a party, or a club, are you a dancer or do you prefer a spot on the sidelines? What’s the song that never fails to get you on your feet or the one that sends you running for your seat? Can anyone explain the allure of the conga line to me?
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Here's a treat to get you all in the dancing mood. Turn up your speakers!
And one more...I couldn't resist.