Where else but in Las Vegas, Nevada would be the natural choice for a group of erotic writers to gather?  The first annual Erotic Author’s Association took place there last week, and it was certainly a success.    The quality of presenters and the variety of topics covered in two short days was very impressive.   The list of participants is rather like a who’s who of the erotic fiction world.  I barely squeaked into the conference with my single short story, basically self-published at that.  However, the next time I go, I am certain to have more work under my proverbial belt, and not a chastity one.  

The conference was held at the aging classic Flamingo Hotel and Casino.  It’s hard to be impressed by the casino itself as it’s surrounded by much more interesting and exciting venues.  The price breakdown made the convention that much more affordable for more people, so I am not really complaining.  The fact is, when you are attending a conference,  you spend so much time in the conference center that the rest of the hotel hardly matters until the evenings.   I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not a huge fan of Vegas in general.  I lived in Reno for long enough that my old North-South Nevada Rivalry colors my views.  However, the latest addition to the strip is the Cosmopolitan Hotel, and it has an interior that made my jaw drop.  It’s lavish decor is stunning and impressive in a very Steampunk kind of way.

The conference, though, was why I was there, and both my meanderings beyond the Flamingo compound were conference related.  After a full day of workshops and panels on Friday–Erotic Romance, Story Development, Selling Erotica, Queer Erotica–we had the opportunity to read at the Erotic Heritage Museum.  Surrounded by a stage that looks like it could house a Roman orgy complete with ten six foot tall marble cocks as columns, about twenty-five or so people read for five minutes each.  The content varied widely from deeply personal, to slap-the knee funny, to squirm in your seat hot.  This is a talented pool of writers. 

Saturday’s workshops were equally fun and informative– Writing a Series, Taboos,  Hands on Kink, and E Publishing.  Being someone who enjoys kink without much ability to participate in the lifestyle, I really appreciated Gray Dancer‘s hand’s on demonstration.   He ran out of time in his workshop, and he managed to convince his volunteer to come to the after-con cocktail party and let him demonstrate an elaborate rope-tie during the event.   She spent more time tied up than able to drink and socialize, but I know many of us appreciated her sacrifice.  

I met so many people who “I had heard of” or read that it was a little bit mind blowing–pubishers, editors, writers all.  I found myself warmly accepted into this community even though I’m basically an unknown noob.     I’m looking forward to building on these new connections and finding my place in this charming genre.