Norwescon: Sunday
Apr. 23rd, 2006 06:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I wasn't on programming or anything on Sunday--in fact, the main goal of the day was to catch my plane on time, which almost didn't happen.
I started by having breakfast with my editor, who wanted to discuss sudden new concerns regarding the revisions to The Cracked Throne. We sat, we ordered, we chatted . . . but not about the book. Finally (I was a nervous wreck the whole time) we get around to the book . . . and the revisions were nothing to be concerned about. Minor things, easy to fix. Almost all line edits really. Huge sigh of relief. But she did want some explanation of a few things that probably won't end up in the book. In the process I also explained how my magic system worked (which isn't touched on in either book). I'd never told anyone how it worked and was afraid that she'd think it was stupid. And I'm not going to reveal how it works here yet . . . because I'm a bastard. *grin* But my editor LOVED it. She thought it was . . . what did she say? . . . unique and original. And obviously based on my math/science background. I'll let you mull over that. We discussed future books where how it works might be revealed, and how the system could be exploited in unique ways, and also about how to work my day job into my fantasy life. Not something most people try to do, really. But I told her about yet another idea I had floating around in my head for a book idea that I hadn't revealed in the previous discussion because it was WAY to vague (I'm not known for very concrete book ideas before the book is written). So suddenly it was 11am. My flight left at 12:40pm. I still had to check out of the hotel, check in with the dealers room, catch the shuttle to the airport, check in at the airport, get through security at SeaTac, and get to the right gate for boarding.
I panicked.
I checked out, ran down to the dealers room and discovered the one dealer had sold NONE of my books. Not feeling great about this, I rushed to the other dealer and found she'd sold ALL of her books . . . and she wanted one more for herself. So I sold 5 books and have severe reservations about the other book dealer, since why would one sell out completely and the other sell none? I advertized both at my panels. *shrug* Whatever. I got paid by the dealer (who really wanted to keep all the other copies I'd just collected and for me to come back at 6, but of course I couldn't do that). She said whatever I'd said at the last panel must have been good because there was a rush the previous day. Good to know.
Stuffed the remaining 2 books in my bag, sprinted to catch the shuttle which was supposed to be leaving minutes ago, caught that, e-checked in at the airport, zipped through security (where I thought I'd be trapped for hours) because apparently no one was flying and was a security risk on Easter Sunday, rushed to the gate . . . to find out the flight had changed and was now leaving at 1:15 or something.
*sigh*
I dug out my copy of Buckell's Crystal Rain and began reading. The flight was boring. Saw the movie "Rumor Has It" and most of "Nanny McPhee" (the flight ended before it finished). Quick drive home and to bed by midnight. End of con, right?
But of course not. I was visited by the con flu (always present on far-away cons, as deadly as bird flu really, I don't understand why we don't hear about this strain on the news channels I really think they're focusing their attentions in the wrong direction) three days later. At least I think. I had extremely painful headaches. No congestion really, no sneezing, just raw, dull pain. Over my eyes. There's a minor suspicion it might be allergies (tree pollen was extremely high in the area those days; those damn trees, having sex) but I've never had allergies before so I'm leaning toward con flu. We'll see this week I guess.
I also bit the hell out of my lip chewing gum one day and now have an extremely annoying and painful sore there.
So, I went to Norwescon and all I got was the flu and a sore lip. Is that on a t-shirt somewhere? If so, I want 20.
I started by having breakfast with my editor, who wanted to discuss sudden new concerns regarding the revisions to The Cracked Throne. We sat, we ordered, we chatted . . . but not about the book. Finally (I was a nervous wreck the whole time) we get around to the book . . . and the revisions were nothing to be concerned about. Minor things, easy to fix. Almost all line edits really. Huge sigh of relief. But she did want some explanation of a few things that probably won't end up in the book. In the process I also explained how my magic system worked (which isn't touched on in either book). I'd never told anyone how it worked and was afraid that she'd think it was stupid. And I'm not going to reveal how it works here yet . . . because I'm a bastard. *grin* But my editor LOVED it. She thought it was . . . what did she say? . . . unique and original. And obviously based on my math/science background. I'll let you mull over that. We discussed future books where how it works might be revealed, and how the system could be exploited in unique ways, and also about how to work my day job into my fantasy life. Not something most people try to do, really. But I told her about yet another idea I had floating around in my head for a book idea that I hadn't revealed in the previous discussion because it was WAY to vague (I'm not known for very concrete book ideas before the book is written). So suddenly it was 11am. My flight left at 12:40pm. I still had to check out of the hotel, check in with the dealers room, catch the shuttle to the airport, check in at the airport, get through security at SeaTac, and get to the right gate for boarding.
I panicked.
I checked out, ran down to the dealers room and discovered the one dealer had sold NONE of my books. Not feeling great about this, I rushed to the other dealer and found she'd sold ALL of her books . . . and she wanted one more for herself. So I sold 5 books and have severe reservations about the other book dealer, since why would one sell out completely and the other sell none? I advertized both at my panels. *shrug* Whatever. I got paid by the dealer (who really wanted to keep all the other copies I'd just collected and for me to come back at 6, but of course I couldn't do that). She said whatever I'd said at the last panel must have been good because there was a rush the previous day. Good to know.
Stuffed the remaining 2 books in my bag, sprinted to catch the shuttle which was supposed to be leaving minutes ago, caught that, e-checked in at the airport, zipped through security (where I thought I'd be trapped for hours) because apparently no one was flying and was a security risk on Easter Sunday, rushed to the gate . . . to find out the flight had changed and was now leaving at 1:15 or something.
*sigh*
I dug out my copy of Buckell's Crystal Rain and began reading. The flight was boring. Saw the movie "Rumor Has It" and most of "Nanny McPhee" (the flight ended before it finished). Quick drive home and to bed by midnight. End of con, right?
But of course not. I was visited by the con flu (always present on far-away cons, as deadly as bird flu really, I don't understand why we don't hear about this strain on the news channels I really think they're focusing their attentions in the wrong direction) three days later. At least I think. I had extremely painful headaches. No congestion really, no sneezing, just raw, dull pain. Over my eyes. There's a minor suspicion it might be allergies (tree pollen was extremely high in the area those days; those damn trees, having sex) but I've never had allergies before so I'm leaning toward con flu. We'll see this week I guess.
I also bit the hell out of my lip chewing gum one day and now have an extremely annoying and painful sore there.
So, I went to Norwescon and all I got was the flu and a sore lip. Is that on a t-shirt somewhere? If so, I want 20.
Con Flu
Date: 2006-04-25 07:45 pm (UTC)Re: Con Flu
Date: 2006-04-26 01:09 am (UTC)Glad you're enjoying the book. If you post a review, let me know (I should see it though, since I friended you). I put the reviews I see up on my website, good or bad.
And you probably did get one of the copies I brought. Was it already signed? If it was, then no. The ones I dropped off were not signed yet. But the one bookseller (Book Universe) sold out of her copies, so that's probably where you got yours. Not many book sellers in the dealers room. I was surprised.
Re: Con Flu
Date: 2006-04-26 06:15 pm (UTC)Re: Con Flu
Date: 2006-04-27 02:22 am (UTC)You probably picked it up right before I dropped off a new batch. I'm just glad you found a signed copy there. And that the panels at Norwescon proved helpful. I think I was on the POV panel you discussed in your other posting.