I am off to Kota Kinabalu tomorrow for a week. As far as I know, the internet connection over in the apartment is not yet fixed. And I am not yet sure when it will be, so if you don’t see me posting here for a few days, you’ll know why.
And downunder, it is Australia’s National SFF Convention, being held in Brisbane over Easter. I haven’t been in Queensland since I was 21, and I would have loved to go back again. Sigh. Can’ t do them all, which is such a pity. I only recently discovered conventions and I find I love ’em – the other writers, the readers, the fans, the panels, the hunting for a place to have dinner, the whole darn thing in fact. Wish I could be there, and best of luck to the organisers.
And knowing how upset I was that I can’t make it, a very special person from the Voyager Purple Zone made me (and others who can’t go) this:
Thanks, Andrew!
My pleasure. We’ll miss you Glenda.
Hey, that’s brilliant! I love it. Having to pull out of Conjure has sucked big time. I’ll just have to make up for it next year!!!! And hopefully we’ll be able to go lunch place hunting together.
Enjoy your week away.
Karen
I want to live in a place where I can go to places with names like Kota Kinabula
Rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it?
It’s “Kinabalu” actually. But we forgive you. Personally though, I’ve always wanted to live in a place with names like “Dijabringabeeralong” (yes I stole that from Terry Pratchett.) 🙂 That’s the beauty of his prose, why he sells in the millions. In one word, he can make you think of an entire continent.