Well. I got home around 1:30 am. My flight was delayed out of Austin and I just barely caught the connecting flight. Alas, my luggage did not. The wait for the flight to take off would have been worse had I not had a lovely conversation with Sally Harding. The weekend is a complete blur, […]
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Ken Scholes, Jen West and I arrived at the hotel safely, thanks to Jen’s skillful navigation. In the lobby, we immediately met Alethea Kontis, Mr. Rick Fisher, Edmund Schubert and Michael Kabongo. After checking in and freshening up, we went over to the main hotel (we’re staying in the overflow hotel) and seemingly met the
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Vocal fatigue is something you’ll have to battle when you’re doing a book signing or working a convention. The voice is created by a set of muscles and it can wear out. There are a lot of things you can do to keep it in good working order, and a lot of things you can
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I’ve got my ticket back to Portland. I’ll be arriving at 1:06 on the afternoon of the October 27th. Then, I’ll be jetting off to Austin, TX for World Fantasy Convention on November 2nd, returning to Portland on November 5th. Rob will come back in December, probably on the 15th. We’ll both be in the
I started the day by dropping off copies of Shimmer in the Book room with Small Beer Press. Gavin Grant very kindly agreed to stock them for us. So far we’ve sold five copies of the magazine here. Which is great. I also tracked down the box of Twenty Epics anthologies. They had gone missing
To start with, Joy and I drove past Walden pond to get here. It’s someplace that I knew was real, but never really thought of as real, know what I mean? People were swimming and playing; for most of them, I’m sure it was just the local pond, not some literary shrine. I was most
On January 21, I will be on a panel at Chattacon 31, a science-fiction convention in Chattanooga, called Writing – when can I quit my day job. I told them that my day job was in puppetry. This should be interesting.
On Sunday night, Rob and I hosted our annual Christmas dinner. Due to some last minute cancellations, we had a smaller group than usual–a mere twenty-six. Even so, this year was a wee bit stressful to prep for because I had agreed to work the early Cinnamon Bear cruise on Sunday. I managed to get