So the parts of last week not focused on golf were more or less focused on ICFA when I wasn't sleeping through it. Sorry, guys, that most definitely counts under the "it's not you, it's me," umbrella; the worst thing about ICFA was that I didn't get to spend nearly enough time at it; I was there for maybe 1/3 of the con. The second worst thing was ( Read more... )

Slept for twelve hours last night and still feel a bit wonky, so posts about Wednesday at IAFA and the great Zach Johnson crotch shot and the cute little baby sandhill cranes are all going to have to wait for a bit as I save my energy for the rest of IAFA. (I must kidnap
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So, since all the cool kids are doing it, here's my general note that starting tomorrow, I shall be flitting in and out of IAFA in a flitty sort of way ( Read more... )

1. The latest Madeleine L'Engle reread, about Many Waters, is up at Tor.com. Bonus! No inappropriate sex, homophobia or racism issues in this post or the comments. Yet ( Read more... )

These cons really all do have different vibes to them. WFC, of course, is all business. IAFA is listening to some papers and chilling out at the pool with drinks. Which I approve of.

( Various points about ebooks, Universal Studios, bar chatter, poets dinners, imposter syndrome and more, all ending up getting a lot longer than I planned, so, cutting. For new readers, warning: I rarely cut longer posts when I get around to making them. )

Jay Lake would like to assure you all that he is a member of both the male and human species ( Read more... )

1. My post about Wicked is here. The follow-up post about the evening will be up in a few minutes.

In a bonus, Tor.com has put all of the Oz posts, including this one, into a neat little series reread, complete with a little illustration of the Tin Woodman and the Scarecrow. Can we just say, AWESOME ( Read more... )

So for the next few days I'll be flitting in and out of this, and spending time at my parents' condo when not there. (Spare a few thoughts for the cats who will be spending AN ETERNITY without anyone rubbing their bellies or scratching their chins. It's a tragedy. Well. In cat terms.) I'm guessing my internet access at the conference will be ( Read more... )