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In which I speak pre-coffee
In which the author manages to embarrass herself yet again:
The follow-up to the Patricia McKillip story: So, yesterday morning, I'm searching for coffee. Desperately searching for coffee. I find coffee. It is marvelous. Holding it in my little hands I wheel out towards the lobby when a kindly gentlemen stops me, saying he liked my poem.
"Oh, great!" I said, pleased. "I was really worried about it, since I haven't done a poetry reading in years and I knew Patricia McKillip was in the audience and that made me so nervous I thought I was going to throw up."
"Why, thank you," said another voice….
...Patricia McKillip was of course sitting right across from him, her back to me; I hadn't recognized her at all.
I flushed and managed to make matters still worse by babbling about her books, all the while thinking, great, way to completely fail this meeting with a childhood idol before slipping out and telling my sad, sad tale to a sympathetic Theodora Goss (who kindly did not note that she had also been in the audience but her presence didn't make me ill...)
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Aside from needing to sleep even more than expected and telling major fantasy authors that they nauseate me, and some decided wheelchair issues with the Hyatt hotel (thank you to everyone who has been helping with this, although I'm still upset that help is even necessary), it's been….well. I can't find adjectives because, still need more coffee, but I'm delighted to note that Hadley Rille Books managed to sell off all copies of Desolate Places (featuring my little story "End of Time,") especially after we explained that the book featured the award-winning![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
camillealexa. I'm finding it difficult to put names to faces and remember people, and seeming to move between babble mode and professional mode, and also not feeling overwhelmed – as someone (I think girliejones?) noted, it seems as if every major person in fantasy is walking by you or sitting at thebar. Salutary reminder that I am a baby tadpole in a large pond.
However, I am also a baby tadpole that is delighted to note that I got both Sharon Shinn and Catherynne Valente (catvalente to sign my ebooks – so a geeky baby tadpole. It was awesome, especially since catvalente kindly did this outside of the great signing time. And I'm a baby tadpole who was actually signing books – feeling, I must admit, like a bit of an imposter while doing so.
Ok. Coffee calls. And I must answer.
The follow-up to the Patricia McKillip story: So, yesterday morning, I'm searching for coffee. Desperately searching for coffee. I find coffee. It is marvelous. Holding it in my little hands I wheel out towards the lobby when a kindly gentlemen stops me, saying he liked my poem.
"Oh, great!" I said, pleased. "I was really worried about it, since I haven't done a poetry reading in years and I knew Patricia McKillip was in the audience and that made me so nervous I thought I was going to throw up."
"Why, thank you," said another voice….
...Patricia McKillip was of course sitting right across from him, her back to me; I hadn't recognized her at all.
I flushed and managed to make matters still worse by babbling about her books, all the while thinking, great, way to completely fail this meeting with a childhood idol before slipping out and telling my sad, sad tale to a sympathetic Theodora Goss (who kindly did not note that she had also been in the audience but her presence didn't make me ill...)
*****
Aside from needing to sleep even more than expected and telling major fantasy authors that they nauseate me, and some decided wheelchair issues with the Hyatt hotel (thank you to everyone who has been helping with this, although I'm still upset that help is even necessary), it's been….well. I can't find adjectives because, still need more coffee, but I'm delighted to note that Hadley Rille Books managed to sell off all copies of Desolate Places (featuring my little story "End of Time,") especially after we explained that the book featured the award-winning
camillealexa. I'm finding it difficult to put names to faces and remember people, and seeming to move between babble mode and professional mode, and also not feeling overwhelmed – as someone (I think girliejones?) noted, it seems as if every major person in fantasy is walking by you or sitting at thebar. Salutary reminder that I am a baby tadpole in a large pond.However, I am also a baby tadpole that is delighted to note that I got both Sharon Shinn and Catherynne Valente (
catvalente to sign my ebooks – so a geeky baby tadpole. It was awesome, especially since catvalente kindly did this outside of the great signing time. And I'm a baby tadpole who was actually signing books – feeling, I must admit, like a bit of an imposter while doing so.Ok. Coffee calls. And I must answer.
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