life

The dream engine gives me deadlines

I’d accidentally committed myself for two events on the same Saturday: one roleplaying/reading/writing/fandom-related, and one church/choir-related. Each was with a handful of other people, non-overlapping. I’d made six small posters (or one poster with six panels) for one of the events and I knew people would expect me to explain it/them, or show it off,

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Worldcon: Monday

Somewhat sketchy because I’m writing this more than a month after the fact: lots of life got in the way. Packed and left my suitcase in the locker again (the exact same locker, it turned out). Hugged everybody who wasn’t coming along to the CCD (that is, everybody except Roommate; two were going on the

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Worldcon: Sunday

It didn’t feel much like Sunday, but at some point I said “it must be Sunday, I’m going to a panel about religion!” On the tram I sat next to two teenage girls speaking Irish, which made me realise where the “Irish lilt” in English comes from: the speech melody was exactly the same, though

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Worldcon: Saturday

(The Pit of Despair) I was wearing my velvet dress! With the new wooden earrings! Nothing on my head, though, I brought my green maid’s cap but neither the colour nor the style went with the dress. I wish I’d had at least a square of something white and sheer to wear as a kerchief,

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Worldcon: Friday

A Day of Meetups, it seems. Though I also managed to go to 2 panels, a very good one and a meh one. I was actually at the conference centre (henceforth CCD) at half past nine in the morning, showing T and K where to register. Then I lost them, a good thing, I could

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Worldcon: Thursday

Still not the food. There will be a food post yet. I arrived too late for two of the things I wanted to attend, because (shock!) it takes quite some time to get from Holyhead to Dublin on the ferry, and I’d been separated from my suitcase and had to retrieve it (with the laptop

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Worldcon: travel

I vowed not to fly again unless there’s absolutely no other choice, so I went to Dublin by train and ferry. I might have gone to Dublin by train and ferry regardless, but this was a very nice incentive. It’s almost two days’ travel, every bit of it delightful. (except for one small incident on

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Writer’s brain

I put on a coat I hadn’t worn for some time and found a folded piece of paper in the pocket: an old church bulletin. This told me when and where I’d last worn it, of course. But suppose that it had been a Clue! I used to play detective a lot when I was

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The dream engine knows my alignment

There was a spiffy new ticket machine at the railway station: black, chest-high, with a large slanted touchscreen like an ATM. It showed not only my ticket information (as in “you have 2 free old-lady travel days”) but also my alignment and spells. I don’t remember what my alignment was, though I assume it was

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Awake

Last night, about 9:15: Brain: sleeeeeep Body: yes please Me: okay, even though it’s ridiculously early Spouse had gone to bed even earlier to accommodate his current round of Really Incapacitating Cold, but was just about to get up again when I got in. I said “well, then you’ll have to turn the lights back

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