Westercon con report: Sunday
Jul. 6th, 2015 04:17 pmThis is going to be more abbreviated than the preceding. (And my regular Monday post for the LHMP won't go up until this evening.)
Sunday panels included fewer that I felt a strong attraction to, quite possibly a planning feature to put the more attractive high-powered panels on Saturday for those who were day-tripping. I dropped by an sf discussion on surviving in harsh environments, a panel on use/creation of mythology in world-building, and a couple other things I can't bring to mind without notes.
My own programming involved a signing session & a panel on the theme of how do you fit in writing in a busy life? The signing got off to a good start with someone who had heard me at a panel and bought both books. (Well, she'd meant to buy book #1, but when I pointed out she'd gotten the second book, she went back and got the other and presented me with both to sign.) I was giving out some of my leftover paper copies of "Three Nights at the Opera" to anyone who came by with a book. Although I didn't have any more books show up, several people stopped to chat with me or my table mate and took away cards. And I had a couple folk stop by and ask, "Heather Rose Jones, why would that name be familiar?" and in each case it was through filking. (So I had to explain that I'm not active in that any more.)
The panel was one of those with a straightforward and uncontroversial answer to the nominal topic question. How do you find time to write? You don't "find" it, you carve it out of whatever else you're doing, you stick with it whether you're "inspired" or not, and you give up other things to make it happen. But we easily filled the time-slot with more detailed expansions on the theme.
And that was the end of the con. I made it to the sports bar next to my gate just in time to see the World Cup victory. I managed to hit my sinus congestion with enough decongestants in time to avoid stabbing ice picks during take-off and landing (though the ear pressure thing that's cranking up the volume on my tinnitus is still coming and going). And I sacrificed this morning's writing session in favor of getting a full night's sleep since I got in at midnight. And now I'm looking at a calendar that has only a week and a day before I take off for my combined Rainbow Con / Golden Crown trip. It's going to be quite a month.
Sunday panels included fewer that I felt a strong attraction to, quite possibly a planning feature to put the more attractive high-powered panels on Saturday for those who were day-tripping. I dropped by an sf discussion on surviving in harsh environments, a panel on use/creation of mythology in world-building, and a couple other things I can't bring to mind without notes.
My own programming involved a signing session & a panel on the theme of how do you fit in writing in a busy life? The signing got off to a good start with someone who had heard me at a panel and bought both books. (Well, she'd meant to buy book #1, but when I pointed out she'd gotten the second book, she went back and got the other and presented me with both to sign.) I was giving out some of my leftover paper copies of "Three Nights at the Opera" to anyone who came by with a book. Although I didn't have any more books show up, several people stopped to chat with me or my table mate and took away cards. And I had a couple folk stop by and ask, "Heather Rose Jones, why would that name be familiar?" and in each case it was through filking. (So I had to explain that I'm not active in that any more.)
The panel was one of those with a straightforward and uncontroversial answer to the nominal topic question. How do you find time to write? You don't "find" it, you carve it out of whatever else you're doing, you stick with it whether you're "inspired" or not, and you give up other things to make it happen. But we easily filled the time-slot with more detailed expansions on the theme.
And that was the end of the con. I made it to the sports bar next to my gate just in time to see the World Cup victory. I managed to hit my sinus congestion with enough decongestants in time to avoid stabbing ice picks during take-off and landing (though the ear pressure thing that's cranking up the volume on my tinnitus is still coming and going). And I sacrificed this morning's writing session in favor of getting a full night's sleep since I got in at midnight. And now I'm looking at a calendar that has only a week and a day before I take off for my combined Rainbow Con / Golden Crown trip. It's going to be quite a month.