So, I went to Fencon. I did not get a T-shirt.
I had gone to Fencon 10 years ago, but this time was nothing like it was then. It felt smaller to me, but that might be because It was wholly taken over by our people.
As you probably know Larry was the Guest of HOnor, and he was great, as usual. I got to see Bridget, and Yeah, I had sort of seen her at Liberty, but we were both so busy….
This con I only had two panels, but got hauled into the piracy and smuggling panel by Kal Spriggs (It was good to see him again, too. It’s been years.)
Got to see the Texas troublemakers. Got to go to dinner with Snelson and his wife when we first arrived (Well, we’ve known each other for ages, but we didn’t know them in person. Yes, they’re nice.) Then kidnapped random people and ducttape families for all meals but one.
Our last dinner there was with Synova and her husband who got to talk computers with Dan (making them both happy.)
Meanwhile I met so many of you, and hung out with so many of you I’ll never be able to mention you all, but it includes Cybersmithe and Jolie.
Right now, I can’t think of names, so I require that all those who met me, self-denounce in comments please. It’s not that I don’t know your names, I just didn’t take notes and now I’m completely confused. I do remember I made two grown men (Separately) squee upon meeting me. It’s always good.
Oh, Yeah, Dr. Robert Hampson, AKA speaker to Lab animals, grew a beard and somehow this makes him completely unrecognizeable. We went on the assumption that he is speaker from an alternate universe, but unfortunately he wouldn’t admit to being a rat shifter.
Also there was no midnight sex (use thereof in SF!) panel or such. I need to make suggestions if I can go next year.
Oh, yeah, and I finally managed to make it to a “No Shit There I was” panel which was great, including hearing Lawdog telling Pinkie’s story in person.
More stuff will surface in time, but I’m requesting help to tell this….
If you didn’t see, the lost half of the novel was found.
Now headed for bed, as soon as I feel awake enough to navigate stairs.
It was probably one of the nicest cons I’ve been to, but I managed to do very little but hang out with friends. So, why am I so tired?
Oh, yeah, no longer used to people-ing. This too shall pass.