How do you know when you’re old? When you take a break between con events and fall asleep on your hotel bed, fully clothed right down to your shoes, at 7 p.m. To be fair, I only got about one hour’s sleep Friday night, so I was really, really tired Saturday night. With a couple of hours between the Yard Dog Press Traveling Road Show and the masquerade ball, I figured I’d go upstairs and call wifey. She didn’t answer, so I decided to give her a bit and try again. Next thing I knew I was waking up at 11:30 p.m.
Nonetheless, Conestoga 9 was a lot of fun. Met lots of people, some of whom I “knew” online and others I didn’t. You should visit some of them.
And Ann Chamberlin, who actually made the mistake of encouraging me to read both the stories I’d brought to my reading at 10 a.m. today. (Did you notice those are all women? Hmm …) Ann was scheduled to read next, so she was the only one listening to me until Brad Sinor came in. I read “Elysia” and “Lulu.” Then Ann read from her new book, Gloria, and it was quite good. I look forward to reading it.
I also had a chance to catch up with Brian Hopkins, who was there with his wife and daughter. And Craig Wolf, who still doesn’t have his Web site working at www.wolfwords.com. C’mon, Craig, get with the program! David Lee Anderson was there, too, but I only got to talk to him for a minute on the elevator. Cool guy and a fantastic artist.
I found a scimitar I wanted real bad. It was for re-enactment use and was not sharpened. The folks at Red Griffin Productions offered me a 20 percent discount as a con author, but that still put it at about $215, a little out of reach for an unemployed writer. But damn, it was a nice one. Technically, it would have been a business expense since Tarod in The Puppet King uses a scimitar. I should know more about them, right? I doubt Kim would have seen the obvious logic in that.
I didn’t do any writing over the weekend. Sue me. I left the con early today, drove to Enid and picked up the kids, then drove home. That was a lot of driving.