Where were we again... oh yeah, Connecticut. I had a wonderful few days in New England, being shown local sights and introduced to local whimsy (I'll tell the story of the frog bridge after I upload my photos and I can haz evidence, so to speak). Then I got trotted off to UConn, presented to a class on publishing to whom I expounded on how the industry worked, presented to another class on alternate history where I expounded on how lightly we can slip between worlds, ran off straight after that to the UConn Coop bookstore where I had a reading, met up with
Keeling over was the order of the day - I managed to survive on con energy and adrenaline for the next three days or so, spending time with friends or being on various panels, one of the latter being at 9PM on Saturday night by which stage I was completely on autopilot and I am told that people who didn't know me would have thought I was doing okay but those that did could see that I was not quite present and accounted for any more. I seem to recall that I opened my mouth and talked some, but I don't precisely recall just how on-topic my remarks were at the time. It seemed to go okay, anyway, but this was SO not a party con. I basically engaged overdrive, ran until the last obligation ran out, and then retired to the room and flaked. I simply couldn't seem to catch enough sleep.
My last event was a 1 PM reading slot - one PM on Sunday, when everyone is basically starting to trickle away - not exactly ideal - but a bunch of people turned up and it went okay and then I was done and we got a lift up from a kind friend and here I am, at home, and the cats are in a forgiving mood.
I haven't unpacked, and don't intend to do so tonight. Tomorrow I am taking off, so there, and I will simply try and relax and regroup. It's been a frantic two weeks, and I need to gather up my energies before another frantic week catches up with me in the first week of April (Check my website for details of appearances). And in the meantime... the copyedited MS for book 3 of Worldweavers is sitting on my desk. That's this week's job. I promised I would try and get that done by the end of the month.
Tired.
Happy to be home.
Talk to you later.