Today (Thursday) I have a reading at 10 a.m. I have this awful feeling that I will be the only person who will turn up.
Denvention so far has been great fun. Met people I have been looking forward to meeting for years, like Cheryl Morgan and Kate Elliott, old friends like Karen Miller and Jonathan Strahan and Donna Hanson, met lots of industry people like Jim Frankel and David Hartwell, listened to panels with iconic writers like Connie Willis and Lois McMaster Bujold and Larry Niven and Robert Silverberg and G.R.R. Martin, even met a couple of fans who actually wanted to talk to me, including a delightful couple of Colorado residents who drove in the city just to meet me (Hi Sarah, Adam!) – I mean, what else could you ask for??? This is a writer’s fantasy – at least for a writer normally located in a place remote from the sf and fantasy scene…
And you know what? It has been raining in Denver, and I didn’t bring an umbrella. Denver folk stoutly declare that it never rains for this long, ever…
The other disaster is that the party hotel won’t allow the serving of alcohol. An Australian bid party without beer or wine??? You’ve got to be kidding.
The other nice thing was meeting someone who drove a long way from another state to see me again. He was only 9 or 10 years old when I saw him last…
Pix 2: Put a ball of this in hot water and you get….?
Pix 3: A pot of Flower Tea