Been trying to piece together my memories of WFC into something coherent that I can remember, but it’s impossible. Too many fragments. So, I’m tossing them down here anyway. A jumble of pieces, most of them good. Make of them what you will.
- Lynda Rucker’s wonderful story, Ashmouth, read in its native Georgia accent.
- My introduction to Pho.
- People admiring The Moon King postcards at the NewCon table. And seeing ARCs of the book being handed discreetly over like contraband.
- Ambush opera.
- Critting an excellent unpublished story, which I very much look forward to reading again soon on publication.
- Animation advice, and talking with the voiceless Greg Bossert. And his reaction when he discovered he was a World Fantasy Award winner.
- Other people’s book news.
- Serious talk, with good friends, when required.
- The hour where several good people independently delivered astonishingly kind words about my fiction. Something that’s never really happened to me before and left me feeling both grateful and imposturish.
- Tea and scones and writing and SWEEEEEHH?
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Nice fragments. Wish I’d been there.
I wish had too, Robert. You’d have enjoyed it I think.
Thank you so much for coming to the reading. 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed it.
As I said at the time Lynda, Ashmouth is one my favourites of your stories.