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Day one. My captors have insisted on housing me in a Hilton, apparently the same class of facility used in Hanoi during the late unpleasantness in Cochin China. Travel here was rerouted via an obscure and distant urb named Burbank. Coincidence? I think not. I then paid the shuttle driver with a hundred dollar bill in lieu of one the twenties I thought I was giving him, so I was $80 to the bad walking into the barbed wire gates of the place.
In other news, made my shift at the SFWA table last night, emceed the Broad Universe reading, hit the Writers' Workshop reception, moderated the 10 pm Slightly Creepy Readings (downgraded from Midnight Horror Readings), hit the SFWA party, went back to the WW reception, then helped break it down. Also, I've volunteered for a game show panel this morning, after which my schedule will be wall to wall through the day and into the night. I think this is my heaviest day. At least, that's what I'm telling myself. Schedule here, an it please you to wonder where I might be found.
mme_publisher had ARCs of Polyphony 6. The book, she is beautful. Traife Buffet Press (a/k/a
danjite and
khaybee had the production run of the Greetings From Lake Wu limited edition. The book, she is jaw-dropping. I signed the first 50 last night so we'd have sale stock today. They're at Cargo Cult in the dealers' room. Any online or pre-orders will be filled this weekend as well, and I'll have signed the entire run before I bug out for PDX on Monday.
Ran into plenty of other old friends and new. It's a WorldCon, ba-bee. Fun fun fun til her daddy takes the Thunderbirds movie away.
Y'all play nice.
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