More details later, but let me just say that the World Horror Convention
was so amazingly cool that I'm seriously considering going to 2003 in Kansas City. Missouri
. Going to Missouri
. That's love
Highlights included (but were not limited to):
- Strange men plying me with Spanish absinthe.
- Stalking the elusive David Hartwell to prove to my friend Bryan that he did exist and could be approached regarding book proposals. I should explain that while he was visible to me, much as Elwood P. Dowd could see Harvey, he had a knack for leaving just before I dragged Bryan over, seeking sanctuary in the Green Room, and similar diverting tactics. At least Marlin Perkins had the advantage of tranquilizer darts.
- Meeting and talking to Mason Winfield, author, paranormal researcher and raconteur.
- Hearing Caitlín Kiernan read from her novel-in-progress.
At future conventions I hope to speak to authors directly, possibly for minutes at a time, instead of my usual practice of using my friends as Egyptian statues.