Sasquan, Friday-Through-Sunday
Aug. 23rd, 2015 07:17 pmYeah, I know, I shouldn't even TRY to liveblog conventions. It never ends well.
So.
The big news of Sasquan was NOT the Puppies (probably to their everlasting hurt) but the fires raging, turning the sky thick with ash and prompting Dire Warnings about air quality. For a while there, Spokane beat out Beijing for the Worst Air in the World. Then it cleared up a bit on Saturday, but many people were wearing facemaks, and using scarves to filter when they had to go outside.
The Book View Cafe party for GoH Vonda McIntyre was packed, and the cake was delish, and the wine was consumed, and we didn't get shut down by hotel security until things were starting to wind down anyway. :-)
My panels went well, my reading was decently-attended for the hour, and I got the hoped for "5 second audience hush" after reading my bit from SILVER ON THE ROAD, and the gasp of "no fair cliffhanger!" for the excerpt from THE WORK OF HUNTERS. And my kaffeklatch was full-up, including someone who said she'd been to my first 'klatch back in 2005, too, and they all seemed quite interested in SILVER/The Devil's West. So I call all that a success.
And then the Hugos happened. I observed from a safe distance (the hotel bar, via livestream and Twitter). The votes tell the story: the Puppy agenda was rejected, some awesome people deservedly won, including Laura Mixon for Best Fan Writer, for blogging about in-community abuses, and Wes Chu winning the Campbell for best new professional writer.
And now I am home, and holy shit this week's busy. *eeeks a little*
So.
The big news of Sasquan was NOT the Puppies (probably to their everlasting hurt) but the fires raging, turning the sky thick with ash and prompting Dire Warnings about air quality. For a while there, Spokane beat out Beijing for the Worst Air in the World. Then it cleared up a bit on Saturday, but many people were wearing facemaks, and using scarves to filter when they had to go outside.
The Book View Cafe party for GoH Vonda McIntyre was packed, and the cake was delish, and the wine was consumed, and we didn't get shut down by hotel security until things were starting to wind down anyway. :-)
My panels went well, my reading was decently-attended for the hour, and I got the hoped for "5 second audience hush" after reading my bit from SILVER ON THE ROAD, and the gasp of "no fair cliffhanger!" for the excerpt from THE WORK OF HUNTERS. And my kaffeklatch was full-up, including someone who said she'd been to my first 'klatch back in 2005, too, and they all seemed quite interested in SILVER/The Devil's West. So I call all that a success.
And then the Hugos happened. I observed from a safe distance (the hotel bar, via livestream and Twitter). The votes tell the story: the Puppy agenda was rejected, some awesome people deservedly won, including Laura Mixon for Best Fan Writer, for blogging about in-community abuses, and Wes Chu winning the Campbell for best new professional writer.
And now I am home, and holy shit this week's busy. *eeeks a little*