10/30/00 -- Reflecting on World Fantasy Con

Or, I'm back at work and I don't want to be

I didn't get enough sleep last night.  Pretty typical.

I actually got enough sleep at WFC. Not so typical, from what I hear.  Not so typical from my WFC experience last year, either

It was a fun con.  I knew more people there than I knew last year at WFC.  I think I got more out of the panels, too.  I'm not sure I got everything I expected to get out of it, or did everything I thought I might having just been at Clarion, but I enjoyed it a whole lot.

There were fewer panels this year, I think, than there were last year.  At least, there were fewer times when I sat there, staring at my program, wondering, Sheesh, how am I going to pick between the two of these because they both sound so frigging awesome.

I think, though, that the people were more accessible than last year.  Maybe that was because the lounge/bar/whatever was so open and anyone who walked by could stop and hang out.  Or maybe it was because of Clarion, I 'm not sure.

I do want to run with the big dogs, though.  That was the one thing I knew more than anything else while I was there.  I want to run with the big dogs.  WFC inspired me again.  And on the flight out to work this morning, I found myself inspired to work on my novel again.  I worked out parallels for it in my head, and worked out some of the structure.

Now I just need to make the time for Aynjel to actually do some writing between Stacey's psychotic work schedule.