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storyrainthejournal) wrote2009-08-17 05:03 pm
storyrainthejournal) wrote2009-08-17 05:03 pm
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ArmadilliCon and The Loft Debacle of 2009
These things are not related, except that they happened more or less over the same four-day weekend.
First--ArmadilloCon: a lot of fun. Many wonderful people. HIghlights included:
Overall, it was a great ArmadilloCon.
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The con was, of course, exhausticating. And Friday morning before we left for the day, a leak appeared in my bathroom, with an unclear source. Over the course of the weekend, I used every one of my towels, replacing them in the morning and late at night after returning.
On top of this, when I got home Sunday afternoon, there was a notice on my door that the incursion into the loft portion of the construction would begin for my loft on Tuesday (tomorrow) (and run for 15 to 20 days) and I needed to have everything moved four feet away from my windows and balcony doors by then. So let's add that up:
642 sq. foot space, including balcony, which I've already cleared off, crowding plants and chairs inside
one and a half walls of the place are windows and balcony doors
Monday (today) was supposed to be my recover from the con day before going back to dayjob
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ugh. But it's all moved; there's a note in big black letters on the front door saying please be careful of the cats!, and, oh yeah, the leak is fixed. I feel so rested...er...sigh.
First--ArmadilloCon: a lot of fun. Many wonderful people. HIghlights included:
- Seeing Joan Vinge and spending a little time with her; Joan was one of my Clarion teachers, mumblety years ago, and we took to each other like members of the same soul tribe (or something equally hoaky but awesome).
- Having
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impatientape and tacithydra to hang w/every day, along with carolineyoachim, and Elle Van Hensbergen on Saturday. - Dim Sum on Saturday with some of the above and also Chris Nakashima-Brown, Maureen McHugh, and Jayme Blaschke.
- My reading had a larger crowd than I've ever had at ArmadilloCon and marthawells paid me the great complement of being moved to tears by the story; others said good things, and I was happy to get to read the story (The Vostrasovitch Clockwork Animal and Traveling Forest Show at the End of the World) to an appreciative audience.
- Maureen McHugh hanging out with me to keep me company while I sat for the autographing hour (I signed a few things, but Maureen signed more, even though she wasn't there officially).
- I enjoyed both my panels, but the best was the one on Academic Writing on SF/F--the other panelists, Nancy Hightower, Kim Kofmel, A.M. Thomas, and Mark Finn were all smart, articulate, and prepared, which produced an interesting, worthwhile discussion.
- Seeing District 9 (okay, that was me and tacithydra ducking out of the con on Sunday afternoon to meet Maureen & Mr. Maureen for a matinee). Damn good movie.
- Dinner Sunday night with Joan and Jim, Maureen, and tacithydra at Curra's, which Joan had fond memories of from my taking them there the last time they came to ArmadilloCon.
Overall, it was a great ArmadilloCon.
*
The con was, of course, exhausticating. And Friday morning before we left for the day, a leak appeared in my bathroom, with an unclear source. Over the course of the weekend, I used every one of my towels, replacing them in the morning and late at night after returning.
On top of this, when I got home Sunday afternoon, there was a notice on my door that the incursion into the loft portion of the construction would begin for my loft on Tuesday (tomorrow) (and run for 15 to 20 days) and I needed to have everything moved four feet away from my windows and balcony doors by then. So let's add that up:
642 sq. foot space, including balcony, which I've already cleared off, crowding plants and chairs inside
one and a half walls of the place are windows and balcony doors
Monday (today) was supposed to be my recover from the con day before going back to dayjob
=
ugh. But it's all moved; there's a note in big black letters on the front door saying please be careful of the cats!, and, oh yeah, the leak is fixed. I feel so rested...er...sigh.