Clone!

Wish I was there in London; I'm counting on lots of con reports from all of your guys who could make it!

We have no idea if this is the right location. The place we are at is east of the convention centre (roughly behind the Ramada hotel). Me and Martin have basically been camping, waiting for an official destination. We're pretty much just inside the door.

Sorry I had to leave so early - Dave Luckett was telling me cool things about Roman dining (and recreating recipes) and the Brakspear I had been imbibing just caught up with me. Darn! But I was still glad to start some name/face connections processes!

Crazy(and then, in my good-bye for the night round, I got momentarily snagged by Terry Karney's very kind offer of an extra spindle and wool/fiber for indulging in some drop-spindling - as if I didn't already have enough crafty things to do in my bags! *self-depricating laugh*)Soph

Also, I'm in the general orbit of the Accessibility Table mostly, though I run errands.

Perhaps if you called out "calling all Flourospherians"? Or maybe just "Abi???"

Hope this helps.

Sorry. Didn't mean to be hlepy.

Is there a story here, or is that just a joke?

Cassy <curious>

He also uses cut-and-paste.

And if the idea of SF surf guitar sounds good to anyone, YouTube is your oyster.

So, Loncon3 was my first Worldcon, mainly for the reason that it really is much easier to go to these large events if they are a half hour commute from your home in central London.

On Making Light
How nice it was to meet some of you on Thursday night.
So many thanks go to my dear friend abi for introducing my gently to a few of you, and for generally shepherding me around the con!
Especially how nice it was to meet Patrick and Teresa for the first time for a quick whiskey. Guys, I owe you some Scotch whisky recommendations. Patrick: you should definitely get a bottle of Ardbeg Uigeadail. You like big dirty whiskies, and the combination of the usual peat monster but here with spades of sherry casking as well creates a truly massive dram. Teresa you are harder, as I got less of a sense of your taste, but if you like Macallan with all its sherry goodness I’m going to tentatively recommend to you the glorious sherry notes of Glendronach 18yo Allardice.
Try not to drink it all at once: it’s tempting but not good for either your liver or your wallet. (Neither of these bottles are good for your wallet any which way, but boy are they worth it.) Enjoy Paris and Amsterdam.
Xopher you are charming, and no doubt karma heavy after all your work on the access stand. I will tell no one (oops…) that, for some bizarre reason reading you on here I had assumed you were a woman. You are not. I am an idiot.
I will try to post here more.

On being on a panel
I was a little nervous at being cast onto a panel with a psychology academic and famous novelist with over 20 novels to his name in my first day at a convention for 22 years. What on earth was I thinking of? What an earth was abi thinking of when she suggested it? OMG there are seventy people in this room! On the other hand, my job means I am not unused to standing in front of large demanding audiences. Some observations about how to make it much easier if you are ever asked to do this.
- Never for a moment entertain the thought once you are at the front that you don’t belong there. You do, or you wouldn’t have been asked. Even if you know absolutely nothing. But if you think, and then act, as though you don’t belong, you won’t. (TNH told me this, and the more I think about it, the better advice it is).
- Having said that, be prepared. You are not Iain Banks who could extemporise to hilarious effect for hours. But then, even Iain was often talking about things and experiences he knew and had thought about deeply. The panels I went to at Worldcon that didn’t work were ones where the panellists plainly hadn’t done their homework and which degenerated into a list of books, TV shows or whatever. (“oh yeah I remember this book I’ve got…”)
- What exactly is your homework? My panel was on UK children’s TV and its linkage with SF&F. Yes, the preparation did involve trawling YouTube and the BFI website for half remembered titbits. (The first episode of Blake’s 7 involves a political revolutionary being discredited by a fascist state with accusations of paedophilia while all those attempting to exonerate him are brutally murdered. It was shown directly after kids TV at 6pm!). But my preparation also included, once the evidence was assembled, in formulating some themes and ideas. Some of them were controversial, or tendentious, but that doesn’t matter: coming up with 10 screwball interesting ideas for other people to shoot down will make you the highlight of the panel. Having thought about them first makes your job much easier.
- Make sure that whatever notes you have fit onto ONE sheet of paper. Nobody wants to watch you um and er through multiple notes.

On the Hugos
I am still struggling to get through Ancilliary Justice: but given that it has now won pretty much everything I will push on to the end. I would have liked it if Dr Who had nabbed the DP Short Form Oscar in its 50th year, however I have to say that Game of Thrones: The Rains of Castamere really was the best thing on the slate. Beyond that I will just point out that, in the land of controversy, the largest Hugo voting cadre of all time delivered a very clear decision on who it regarded as the best writers, artists etc. That decision just happened to be overwhelmingly and incontrovertibly for a great big bunch of women, queers and assorted other untermenschen. This gives me some small amount of pleasure and also hope for the continuing relevance of our genre.

On fandom
It’s been a long time since I really engaged seriously with fandom (since university in 1993 in fact) so this event occasioned a couple of a reactions on my part: a sense of “coming home” to “my people” but also a fair sense of culture shock because I move in very different professional circles these days – and I spend a LOT of my time at work.
Science fiction fans are an odd lot aren’t we. My usual environment is moving in the world of City finance, which is filled, much like Wall Street, with very highly driven, competitive individuals. The successful ones are also highly charming and very politically analytical: effectively some distance down the psychopath scale in my view. This makes them highly effective corporate units: capable of disposing of ill fitting or malfunctioning units dispassionately. Indeed an awful lot of us equally don’t mind being disposed of in much the same fashion. It’s just business. It helps of course that there is a lot of money floating around to oil the wheels.
Science fiction fans by contrast are terrible sweeties. We mostly live at a different end of the social scale, in a world of slight autism, OCD or insecurity. We also bump into each other much more. Being at the con was a bit like being trapped in a giant IT department. I have to say, for the most part, this is a very relaxing place to be: though difficult for those starting out as it was apparent that initiating social interactions did not come naturally for many attendees! It’s a self fulfilling prophecy too: I could feel my usual social confidence being washed away at times by the sea of awkwardness. Jo Walton wrote an excellent guide for first timers in one of the con daily news sheets here
The one thing that both groups have in common, and why it has been such a rewarding weekend of jumping the tracks, is that both groups are very intelligent indeed. Which does at least keep my mind busy.

On Kim Stanley Robinson
Our convention was littered with great KSR moments. My friend Graham, watching him on a panel with four highly respected and lauded climate change experts was hugely amused by the fact that at least one of them was massively star struck by sitting next to him. I get that: I did find myself physically shaking when meeting him, as his books have had a towering intellectual and emotional impact. My non-SFnal husband (Guy) went to one panel he was on and came away very impressed by his immense literary knowledge in mainstream literature, and far more inclined to actually read the copy of Red Mars that I gave him a decade ago. KSR couldn’t be more graceful and charming in the flesh: even when you ask him for a strange autograph (the autograph reads “Guy. Read my goddamn book! Best Stan”). In short, KSR rocks.

This has gone on far too long, and is no doubt full of typos.

And I loved having you there, and I adore having you here on Making Light, and I thought you were wonderful on the panel before I had to run off and do logistics due to Patrick and Teresa's traffic situation.

Let's try again: Jo's article can be found here

The double-posting gnomes evidently get their jollies from something else.

And, OMG, the real world keeps going crazy.

A certain Real English Song

(Don't look, Ethel.)

I thought the fan lounge worked particularly well. Beforehand I has been very suspicious of the idea of lots of parties happening in one space, but in fact it was very successful, because they were not really so much parties as queues. You queued up; on reaching the front of the queue you were given something nice; you could talk to people about whatever they were promoting. It was not necessary to be terribly social, but it was still involving. Which is good.

James 41 Xopher you are charming, and no doubt karma heavy after all your work on the access stand.

I found you entirely charming as well. As for karma, I'm saving up my points for a reincarnation as a tall, slim, athletic guy who hates pasta, bread, and cheese even as a child.

I will tell no one (oops…) that, for some bizarre reason reading you on here I had assumed you were a woman.

I'll keep your secret.

You are not.

I agree.

I am an idiot.

I disagree. You're not the first and probably won't be the last. And for me to take offense at this would imply that something was wrong with being a woman, wouldn't it? So no worries. Now, if you'd assumed I was a woman after meeting me, that might be more distressing!

I will try to post here more.

I enthusiastically support this resolution!

Abi, I think I still have your mobile phone, so I can send text messages if the creek doesn't rise...

Crazy(and feeling very happy to have had the chance to meet so many folks at the Worldcon, yippy! hooray! still doing the happy-dance)Soph