Back from World Fantasy Con. I decided early on that I wasn't going to attempt to take notes, so all I can say is that I had a great if rather formless time, and I met many people in person whom I had known only as authors, names in Locus, or LiveJournal users, plus many new and cool people I hadn't known at all.
I kept saying that if I was lucky I would come out of the convention with at least one new person for whom I could remember name, LJ username, and face all at once. I don't think I was that lucky. So I'm not going to attempt to name the many fine people I had meals with or hung out with in the bar, for fear of omitting someone. You know who you are.
We ate (too) much great BBQ, fine Mexican food, and pie. We heard some
amazing readings, especially Howard Waldrop in a Jolly Roger mask
reading a crossover between Pirates of Penzance, HMS
Pinafore, and Peter Pan. I appeared on one panel, about
blogging, and quite a few people came up to me afterwards and said
they'd liked it. I spent most evenings in the bar as one element
of matociquala's slut-hat-wearing
electron cloud. We saw the Texas State Capitol and a
UT tailgate party (hook 'em,
Dano Horns) and the
bell tower from afar, and some other Austin sights
(Toy Joy and a little bit of the
Story of Texas museum)
We were delayed coming home by storms in Dallas, but as compensation we saw a spectacular aerial display of lightning as we flew home.
I worked on my novel for three days out of the five. I won't let this lapse stop me from continuing. NaNoWriMo ho!