Friday, April 17, 2009
!!! THE GREATEST POST EVER !!!
That's right--I'm going to talk about BOOBIES! Whoo hoo! It's sure to get me in trouble, but, hey, these are important issues.
First to the main topic at last: our Norwescon 32 Insider Report.
I'm not exactly Captain Con-Goer, but I have been to more than 10 writers' and/or genre conventions, and here's what I think. Norwescon was among the best-run I've seen. For a regional con, it was also well-attended. Something like 3500 badges were sold in total, which is great. Of my half-dozen events, none had less than 15 people in the audience, and two were standing room only with 40 or more. That's awesome. Even the rather heavy duty "Biotech In Interstellar Travel" panel, which began at the ungawdly hour of NINE A.M., was packed with enthusiastic, educated, engaged people. Shazam.
The photo on top is of my final panel, "All About Agents," with Richelle Mead, Lizzy Shannon, and Gordon Van Gelder. Like most of the panelists whose time I shared, these folks were stone-cold professionals, prepared, excited, informative, and articulate. Me like that a lot.
In the meanwhile, I've gotta ask. What in the world is up with the fantasy fen and their magnificently squashed but nicely presented bosoms? Honestly. I must have seen 50 ladies in painful but naughty-looking corsets. Not that I noticed. I mean, I'm happily married. I don't even know where this photo came from.
Also... Is it just me? How wrong is this? Wasn't the female Han Solo just about the hottest thing you've ever seen in your freaking life right down to the laser blaster strapped low on her thigh gunslinger-style?
Seriously. I need to get out more.
And, finally, here's another shot from the awards ceremony. Go buy David Walton's book! I was glad to make a new buddy, glad to be included in the line-up, and above all I recommend Norwescon as a good time and a smooth-running operation chock full of mind-croggling smarts, fun, and interesting people.
First to the main topic at last: our Norwescon 32 Insider Report.
I'm not exactly Captain Con-Goer, but I have been to more than 10 writers' and/or genre conventions, and here's what I think. Norwescon was among the best-run I've seen. For a regional con, it was also well-attended. Something like 3500 badges were sold in total, which is great. Of my half-dozen events, none had less than 15 people in the audience, and two were standing room only with 40 or more. That's awesome. Even the rather heavy duty "Biotech In Interstellar Travel" panel, which began at the ungawdly hour of NINE A.M., was packed with enthusiastic, educated, engaged people. Shazam.The photo on top is of my final panel, "All About Agents," with Richelle Mead, Lizzy Shannon, and Gordon Van Gelder. Like most of the panelists whose time I shared, these folks were stone-cold professionals, prepared, excited, informative, and articulate. Me like that a lot.
In the meanwhile, I've gotta ask. What in the world is up with the fantasy fen and their magnificently squashed but nicely presented bosoms? Honestly. I must have seen 50 ladies in painful but naughty-looking corsets. Not that I noticed. I mean, I'm happily married. I don't even know where this photo came from.
Also... Is it just me? How wrong is this? Wasn't the female Han Solo just about the hottest thing you've ever seen in your freaking life right down to the laser blaster strapped low on her thigh gunslinger-style?
Seriously. I need to get out more.
And, finally, here's another shot from the awards ceremony. Go buy David Walton's book! I was glad to make a new buddy, glad to be included in the line-up, and above all I recommend Norwescon as a good time and a smooth-running operation chock full of mind-croggling smarts, fun, and interesting people.
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