Whew. Got that off my chest. Took us best part of forty minutes (and a fare of $40) to cab it from the Orange County airport to the Anaheim Hilton. And when we walked into that cavernous hall that calls itself a lobby and remembered that we'd arranged to meet someone neither of us had ever met before for dinner on Thursday "in the Hilton lobby", I turned to
They gave us a room on the party floor. I distinctly said I didn't want to be on the party floor, but that's where they put us. And right next to the emergency stairs, too - you know the kind, made out of metal in echoing concrete stairwells...? Well, right next to THAT. I supposed I could have said something but
We went down to get some dinner, and met up with
Wednesday, and I started by hitting the ground running. I did my shift at the Broad Universe table early in the afternoon, but at this point people were still only just starting to get into the Dealers' room (which was FULL of excessively neat stuff!) and nobody was in a buying mood yet. But I talked us up to passing strangers, and although I didn't sell any actual books from the table (mine or anyone's) I had a good time. And I went straight from there to the first of my Wednesday panels.
The title was "Fantasy doesn't have to be about kings and wizards" which was moderated by
We tried the con suite, after that, in the hope of getting something to eat with a price tag of less than the $30 which seemed to be the minimum required for any sort of decent meal downstairs in the hotel restaurants, but it was... disappointing, Maybe we WERE there at the wrong time, or something, but not only was there no food other than a large bowl of popocorn, some raisins, and an assortment of candies and crisps but I couldn't see any evidence of there ever havign been or potentially being any. We left quickly in search of more sustenance, and were given emergency rations in the ASFA suite consisting of a pair of chicken sandwiches which we gratefully devoured. Then we were invited to the writers' workshop party that night, and it seemed that this was where all the food had gone to hide. It was a room, not a suite, and it was packed to the rafters with people like Larry Niven Jay Lake, Robert Sawyer and the like - and there was FOOOOOOOOD. GOod stuff, too. I had two plates balanced in my hand, and could not really maneuver with them because they were on the flimsy side - so I stood there gratefully and patiently while Larry Niven spooned Waldorf Salad onto my plates for me. Good party, good food, good company, my thanks for the writers workshop people for the invite (as it WAS invitation only...)
I hit one or two parties, after, and got a sticker for "Australia in 2010" from the party supporting the Australian bid. I hope they get it. I'd love to have the excuse to visit Australia...
On, to Thursday.
Busiest day of the con, for me - THREE panels, and I spent an hour at the SFWA table in between. The first panel was another good one - "Crossign genres", with Keith DeCandido (who I know has a LJ but I don't know his handle), Nancy Holder, and John Maddox Roberts. Lively discussion on genre, what it is, who invented it, whom it serves, and how to circumvent its more straitjacketty restrictions followed. Here's a qusetion for all of you reading this - leaving aside all aspects of "where the heck do I SHELVE this thing?!?" - how do YOU feel about books that seem to embrace more than one genre? I got the distinct feeling that there would be more than enough readers out there willing to experiment in this way. Which is pretty cool, really, given that my own work has been described as "mainstream fantasy" (don't throw anything at me, I wasn't the one who said that...)
The second panel was "What is Evil?" and I think that this was by far my best panel of the con (I kind of sat down and yelped, "Eek! I'm MODERATING this one!" - but after that first speedbump things went swimmingly, people asked some GREAT questions, and panelists Fiona Avery, P C Hodgell, Stephen Leigh and Brandon Sanderson stepped up to the mark to field them with elegance, finesse, and erudition. It was fun that two of the panelists (Fiona and Brandon) bore the names of two, well, shall we call them antagonists which were cited as being the audience's "Favourite" such characters in the known literature... One word which kept on coming up was "choice", and I concluded the panel by telling the audience this, and then saying, "Go thou forth, then, and choose wisely". It was a cracker of a panel, full of great insight and wonderful ideas, and I will probably blog on teh subject all by itself at some future point.
Then we went off to a John Scalzi reading, which was ENORMOUS fun, and all I'm going to say is when his new novel comes out, buy the sucker. You'll be laughing out loud before you get past the first SENTENCE.
Then we went and sat around in the lobby and played cellphone tag with our dinner companion, a lady who used to own the "change of hobbit" bookstore and whom hubby knew from online for a long while. We went to the more expensive restaurant in the hotel for that one (to be greeted by the sight of Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle in full fig including black bow ties and very nice they looked too and BOY did I suddenly feel shabby and underdressed...) We had a delicious (if extraodinarily expensive) meal, good company and conversation was had, and then we parted company and
Then, bed.
And we began to have a taste of what being on a party floor really meant. More about that in the next post...