I spent the train trip alternating between writing a new short story and reading Ekaterina Sedia’s Alchemy of Stone. I say “alternated” by which I mean that I took a break from writing the story, read half of Alchemy and then we were in NYC.
The apartment is empty without Rob, again, but he left me a note ((No. That’s private)) and dinner in the fridge. I caught up on SFWA stuff over cold sesame noodles and now I’m headed off to bed.
I am so sorry that I didn’t get to say hello. My central air unit in my house died on friday and I had to make sure my dad, who recently had valve replacement surgery, would be okay. We bought a window unit to keep one room cool, and I got him out of the house when it got too stuffy and we saw Batman instead.
It does look like you had fun and I hope to attend next year, especially if you are coming!
Ugh! That sounds like an unpleasant weekend, except for the air-conditioned move bit.
Next year, for sure. Readercon is on my list of Must Attend.