Telling tales and poetry
Oct. 29th, 2010 09:41 amFlashback: Small girl, curled up in corner, intensely reading The Riddle-Master of Hed, learning that fantasy had even more to offer than just Oz and Narnia.
Flashback: In college, feeling depressed - until suddenly seeing The Changeling Sea.
Flashback: Last night, suddenly realizing that, thanks to![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
time_shark and his wife, not only was I about to read a poem, I was about to read a poem right in front of Patricia McKillip.
I think she liked it although honestly I'm not the best person to ask.
Ok. Must find shower and coffee, not necessarily in that order, and quite possibly hang out near the bar (the seemingly main hanging out place of this con) for a bit. To be truthful, I'm finding the bar rather intimidating - it's filled with high bar stools and tables, and I'm down here in the chair. But there's a balcony filled with chairs trailing away from the bar, where people are more at my level and things are more comfortable.
(I also have some irritated words for the Hyatt hotel, but that can wait.)
Flashback: In college, feeling depressed - until suddenly seeing The Changeling Sea.
Flashback: Last night, suddenly realizing that, thanks to
time_shark and his wife, not only was I about to read a poem, I was about to read a poem right in front of Patricia McKillip. I think she liked it although honestly I'm not the best person to ask.
Ok. Must find shower and coffee, not necessarily in that order, and quite possibly hang out near the bar (the seemingly main hanging out place of this con) for a bit. To be truthful, I'm finding the bar rather intimidating - it's filled with high bar stools and tables, and I'm down here in the chair. But there's a balcony filled with chairs trailing away from the bar, where people are more at my level and things are more comfortable.
(I also have some irritated words for the Hyatt hotel, but that can wait.)