Another important lesson I've learned in that situation is never try to compete for attention with a clown on a unicycle in a strait-jacket. (Trust me on this, too.) After he came on, I lost the audience completely.
Last night, I added a third rule. Never compete for attention with puppets. (Really, really, trust me on this.)
Luckily, Mary Robinette Kowal is so utterly charming that even when she is destroying you socially and crippling your book sales with a totally unfair comedic puppet show you can only be amused and enchanted. And we did have a good time being hosted by the terrific booksellers at the airport Powell's.
In other news,
In other, other news, somewhere in the next few days Calamity of So Long a Life (Sunspin volume one) will soon be tottering to a close. For obvious reasons I've been a bit distracted from my focus on that goal these past few days. So I'll miss my self-imposed deadline of, well, today, by two or three days. It's in a good cause, however.
I still haven't had a chance to decompress and process my feelings even from the new cancer information of the past few weeks, let alone the deaths of Mark and Kathryn. I sort of wonder if I'm going to have a screaming meltdown at the Rainforest Writers Village this weekend. (Hopefully in the privacy of my own cabin, if so.)
Off to be busy. Happy Leap Day, everyone.
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