Sep. 8th, 2009

Somehow, I got everything done.

Okay, I didn't get to any of Tom Felton's panels and I didn't run into everyone I wanted to, or spend the time with some folks I wanted to, or do as much A/V stuff as I wanted to, or network as much as I wanted to, BUT... I'm a little over ambitious much, you know? And with eight (eight!) program items, a stubborn insistence on getting up in the mornings for GDL's panels, my girlfriend having some sort of flu and myself having a cold, I did pretty damn well, I think: especially considering the number of curve balls that kept coming at me (like the Snape paper going from something on a panel to being just me for an hour; or one or two panel moments where the personality mix was just not making the right type of chemistry -- panels should be a dinner party, and dinner parties should be mutual exchanges).

There were also a few moments that took me aback in ways I didn't necessarily know how to deal with (it's weird when you use an icon of yourself on LJ, because it means people you don't know will recognize you on the street. Um, sometimes a lot. And ask for pictures with you. When they are not even on your friends list, so you don't know who they are. That was seriously odd, but sorta neat, and if you're reading this, please point me to them!).

I also discovered what wearing a corset (thanks to the fashion show) does to one's social profile at the con (including dudes hitting on me badly until they discovered I was a guest and then turned into human beings; me literally running into a media guest and then tipping over such that I had to be set back on my feet; and being accosted by a Scottish man who with someone I believe was his son blocked my way and refused to allow me to pass until I posed for a picture with him -- this after first asking for the picture as I gave Patty a peck before she went off to a panel to which I replied I was not a lesbian for entertainment purposes. The situation was extremely ugly and disempowering and I handled it with some grace, although I regret now not getting his name and getting him thrown out, because I was there working and no one is entitled to anything from me. I don't wear men's clothes to avoid some of the hassles of having a female body, but man, this made me consider it. It wasn't even that big of a deal, but I NEVER want to be treated that way again).

Additionally, I'm not a Ianto cosplayer, but I apparently play one on a bunch of people's Flickr streams.

For the arbitrary record of people who know what I'm talking about, my sleepy DragonCon musings were written before I became aware of some of the gossip that erupted out of the con, so yeah, it really was about nothing in particular, although I did have a bit of a laugh over it when that bit of "news" crossed my radar the next morning.

Patty and I also managed to see some of Atlanta, going to the aquarium (not with the con), eating at Legal Seafoods and seeing my friend Susan for a fabulous meal somewhere local and shopping for exquisite chocolates.

Now, my summer con season is more or less over, although Gallifrey One is already on the radar as is next year's DragonCon, while I'm trying to decide if I'll bother with Lunacon and the 2010 HP con. Of course, I'm also hoping (and I've started the abstract) I'll be in Bristol in July. Meanwhile, we'll know if we're doing the cruise or planning a different holiday vacation in the next 48 hours, and of course, we'll be in London, Cardiff and possibly Ireland in April. Next trip: New Haven in October. We don't really sit down around here.

sundries

Sep. 8th, 2009 01:12 pm
  • I have to contact Duchess Clothier today about various stuff. Writing it down here so I remember.

  • Also mentioning it just so I don't forget... gotta mail that guy about the Luhrmann-related book. I've got Bristol so much more on the front burner of my brain, but come on! Gotta get on that.

  • I figured out how to structure the chick lit novel. God help me. It may be the one thing I ever try to publish not under my real name. When I actually have a draft someone can read, you'll see why. I have to force myself to get this thing done. It's like... Galaxy Quest meets random chick lit. Yes, whatever it is you're thinking, yes. Cracky cracky cracky. It's either going to make me rich or be so odd as to be unpublishable.

  • But what I really need to be working on is the lesbian werewolf story.

  • Logistical snafus with a major check today, so that's rather annoying, but it should be sorted out by the end of the week.

  • Patty's at her first day of classes.

  • I hope Trader Joe's has the souffle in stock tonight.

  • I've got to get my ultra-nerd glasses fixed before that audition on Friday (man, it was so funny finding out about that while down at the con).

  • The thing I hate most about being a writer: the length of time between creation, submission, acceptance and publication. I WANT MY INSTANT EGO GRATIFICATION NOW, KIDS. In short, despite having signed contracts on 6 different things this year, none of them are out yet, and it's frustrating to me, especially as I wait to hear on other things of similar ilk.

  • Anyone have an LJ archive program they like for the Mac?

  • Tonight is for tending to clothes -- I think EVERYTHING has to go to the dry-cleaner post Dragon*Con.
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