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lagilmanBEA did not kill me, although it did its damndest. Next year, anyone who has a signing at the SFWA table is putting in volunteer hours, too. *looks stern, and also exhausted*
BEA ended on Thursday. Friday was vacation day, although much of it was spent going over our BEA report with SFWA PR flack extraordinaire Jaym Gates, and plotting for next year. And I had puppy-sitting duties that only ended this afternoon. So yeah - home. Exhausted, and aware that I've lost an entire week of writing-time. But I think/hope it was worth it.
Related: While manning the booth, we received word that Ray Bradbury had died.
I had the excellent good fortune to sit next to Ray one year at the LA Book Fair, and he spent about fifteen minutes talking to me. I have no memory at all of what was said, only the fact that Ray Fucking Bradbury was treating me like a peer.
I will not mourn the death of a 91 year old man who had been in ill health for a while now. We should all leave such a hole in the world, and be remembered with joy, not sorrow.
And now I get to console the cats (who were abandoned while I puppy-sat) and triage the email, and oh yeah, write a couple of books....
If anything important happened last week, sing out here, cause there's no way I'm going to be able to read all the back-posts!
BEA ended on Thursday. Friday was vacation day, although much of it was spent going over our BEA report with SFWA PR flack extraordinaire Jaym Gates, and plotting for next year. And I had puppy-sitting duties that only ended this afternoon. So yeah - home. Exhausted, and aware that I've lost an entire week of writing-time. But I think/hope it was worth it.
Related: While manning the booth, we received word that Ray Bradbury had died.
I had the excellent good fortune to sit next to Ray one year at the LA Book Fair, and he spent about fifteen minutes talking to me. I have no memory at all of what was said, only the fact that Ray Fucking Bradbury was treating me like a peer.
I will not mourn the death of a 91 year old man who had been in ill health for a while now. We should all leave such a hole in the world, and be remembered with joy, not sorrow.
And now I get to console the cats (who were abandoned while I puppy-sat) and triage the email, and oh yeah, write a couple of books....
If anything important happened last week, sing out here, cause there's no way I'm going to be able to read all the back-posts!
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Date: 2012-06-10 11:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 12:01 am (UTC)(sometimes, all we needed was someone to wait out front of the Javits for the food delivery guy, since we couldn't leave the booth for lunch. The friends - many of them not SFWAns- who ended up doing this are marked in my book of All Good Things forever and ever amen)
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Date: 2012-06-12 08:02 am (UTC)And I, predictably, now feel guilty that I couldn't be there to be useful.
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Date: 2012-06-12 11:04 am (UTC)To use a phrase popular when I was a teen - "who Arose and left you Jesus?" Not your cross, put it down. :-)
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Date: 2012-06-12 11:25 am (UTC)