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Long weekend at WisCon. Mostly good. Some frustrations, some fun bits. Got to meet a bunch of cool folks. If I counted right, there were at least 17 of our fiction authors there, at least three of whom (I think) I hadn't met in person before; sadly, I'm less good at keeping track of our contributors in other departments, so I'm not sure how many of them were present. Also plenty of people whom I have little doubt will eventually be among our fiction authors.
I could regale you with tales of panels (I signed up for too many and didn't attend enough), meals, Tiptree winners, hanging out in hotel rooms and lobbies, parties, saris, awards ceremonies, guest-of-honor speeches, desserts, flyers, compliments on my software docs, Big-Name Authors (I'm still enough of a fanboy that I tend to steer clear of even the most accessible such on the grounds that I won't have anything coherent to say), Karen & Pär & Jeremiah's lovely house, long drives from Madison to Chicago (chauffered by the fabulous Ms. Mohanraj), ridiculously long waits in the allegedly quick-and-easy electronic-ticket checkin lines at O'Hare, and so on; but it's late, and I've got some editing to finish up and a bunch of email to sort through, so all that will have to wait. Also in the "will have to wait" category are the photos, though I suspect some of them have already leaked onto the web.
I will continue this entry long enough, though, to note in passing that we really need a better communication system for conventions. It's too easy for one person to not happen to hook up with their friends during a night of parties, leaving them not only not having fun, but with the certainty that their friends are off having fun without them, and that's just no good (especially if several people are each convinced that all the others are off having fun without them); I haven't liked it when it's happened to me, and I don't like it when it happens to my friends. I'm in favor of cell phones, but they're not exactly foolproof. Maybe we need to get a bunch of those walkie-talkies? Alternatively, always-on wireless head-implanted Internet connections would do the trick nicely, I think.
Right. More later. Tomorrow night, perhaps.