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The Project From Hell has successfully eeled its way out of another release, and is lurking in the background, waiting to pounce as soon as I get back from Denvention. I'm seriously looking forward to getting away from the usual stuff for a week and some, even if I've hardly gotten anything organized.
Well, technically. I've booked flights, hotel and airport shuttle. And convention membership. What I'm going to wear and what I'm going to take for the two panels I'm on is anyone's guess. Yes, including mine. Especially including mine.
Still to do - quickie bio for Denvention, hopefully semi-coherent. Print two novels for mentor to review - if she liked ConVent enough. If not, to bludgeon me with. Try on assorted clothing to see if its suitable for con-going. Feet are easy, hiking boots and pumps in the unlikely event I need to be formal. It's the rest that's a problem. I can't show up sans clothes, or I'd send the congoers running in terror, as well as break who knows how many indecent exposure ordinances.
(Hm. This could be the way to get clothing taboos relaxed, airlines... Require naked passengers. Yes, you'd have to boost the temps on the planes by about 10-15 degrees (on a good day) and possibly hand out disposable shades for those who are too traumatized by the sight of all that jiggly white-white moon tan... Oh, and clean the seats after each flight. Remember the immortal warning: "The problem with nude dancing is not everything stops when the music does". This insanity brought to you courtesy the PFH and a two hour credit certification today.)
Kate
Well, technically. I've booked flights, hotel and airport shuttle. And convention membership. What I'm going to wear and what I'm going to take for the two panels I'm on is anyone's guess. Yes, including mine. Especially including mine.
Still to do - quickie bio for Denvention, hopefully semi-coherent. Print two novels for mentor to review - if she liked ConVent enough. If not, to bludgeon me with. Try on assorted clothing to see if its suitable for con-going. Feet are easy, hiking boots and pumps in the unlikely event I need to be formal. It's the rest that's a problem. I can't show up sans clothes, or I'd send the congoers running in terror, as well as break who knows how many indecent exposure ordinances.
(Hm. This could be the way to get clothing taboos relaxed, airlines... Require naked passengers. Yes, you'd have to boost the temps on the planes by about 10-15 degrees (on a good day) and possibly hand out disposable shades for those who are too traumatized by the sight of all that jiggly white-white moon tan... Oh, and clean the seats after each flight. Remember the immortal warning: "The problem with nude dancing is not everything stops when the music does". This insanity brought to you courtesy the PFH and a two hour credit certification today.)
Kate