And there’s a reason for that.
Yes, I have guest posts from ya’ll. Yes, you were even kind enough to resend them. The problem is I haven’t had time to read them. Well, except one, but that one, first got stripped of attachment and THEN the email thought it would be fun to put a bunch of symbols when he pasted it in the body of the email. I can’t deal with that on this computer and on five hours sleep.
So, why five hours of sleep. I don’t know. I don’t even have that many panels (though I tried — and often failed — to make it to friends’ and relatives’ panels.
The thing is that there are so many huns at this con. I haven’t even — yet — met Barbara Beck, so I’m going to guess she’s been spinning in a different direction from the rest of us.
I’ve tried to get time to talk to each of you guys, but I know some I haven’t SEEN. I haven’t spent any time with Speaker, for instance.
I did get to hold practice-grandbaby, aka wee Dave… a lot. Cedar posted pictures on FB. And I got to spend time with the Grants, Cedar, Vanessa and I had a panel with the inestimable Sabrina Chase. I also got to see Stephanie Souders and her parents, and we’ve sort of talked, though not for long.
I forgot to set a breakfast for the huns. (If I only had a brain) but WE’re having breakfast at the nearer city cafe at nine, so if any of you are out here and awake (WHY?) come along.
We’ll be leaving after my last panel, the inexplicable panel on Through Fire. Heaven knows what one does on a whole panel on a book. I don’t.
I have various posts I need/want to do, including on changing mores and also on a strategy for world peace called “Let’s you and him fight.”
I’ll probably pre-empt Monday’s raiding party post and switch it to Tuesday for one of those. Maybe. Depending on how eventful the trip back is.
I got to read from And Not To Yield at my reading but I don’t say that to make you jealous. Now there are a dozen people out there who will forever read my books and hear my accent, poor things.
Okay. Be good. I’ll be back tomorrow.