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Winding down from Worldcon

On Monday afternoon, Heather came to Deventer! Fun was had, touristing was done, yummy food was eaten. The perfect way to wind down from Worldcon gracefully. And because I’m too lazy to write that up as well, you can read Heather’s adventures here. Here’s a double-author selfie we took when she was going away:

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Around Worldcon: travel

A Post in Two Parts. With an Interlude that’s Nothing But Links. Warning: may be long. AMS-HEL Up at 4:30 to catch the 5:33 train to have enough time at Schiphol for my 9:55 plane, because I’d been warned about the enormous holiday queues. But of course holiday queues don’t happen at 7 in the

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What I did at Worldcon: Sunday

This was my bonus day! Granted, it was only about half a bonus day, and next time I go to a con I won’t take the last feasible plane on the last day but the first feasible plane on the next day. Or even later so I can go to the Dead Dog party and

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What I did at Worldcon: Saturday

First thing at breakfast I got some lingonberry juice on my dress. Fortunately it was a red dress (my ordinary red dress, not yesterday’s velvet), so it didn’t show. Later, at the station, we saw a door that was pretending to be the other gender. Disclaimer: we don’t know what genders doors can be. (And

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What I did at Worldcon: Friday

I wore my finery. I seem to look sort of unhappy, but that’s probably because I was having my picture taken. Amber necklace, a pair of amberĀ  earrings and one different amber earring (can’t wear three different amber earrings any more since I lost one of the little globes in Galicia and the other broke

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What I did at Worldcon: Thursday

SQUEEING WITH CAPSLOCK EXCLAMATIONS OF SQUEE! Because I got to meet my absolute favourite author (Caroline Stevermer) and she turned out to be a nice normal woman who I have even more in common with than I already thought. She looks almost exactly like someone I know in church, so much that I thought “what

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So I went to Worldcon

When I was young and foolish I went to a Star Trek con in Liverpool. It must have been Enterprise One because I remember sitting at D.C. Fontana’s feet, literally. And being less than impressed with James Doohan. And Madonna’s Get Into The Groove as incessant background music. And meeting some awesome people who I

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The dream engine eats my bank card

First of the Worldcon anxiety dreams, I suppose. (ETA: Had another one but it was much less detailed and involved mostly food.) It started innocuously enough: I had one book out and another ready to reveal at Worldcon (which is in fact true, except that the first isn’t wildly popular and the dream one was)

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