Post worldcon

Post worldcon, I'm still getting my breath back.  It was a mixed experience, and always a strain to be in such a crowd after so much time alone.  Still, I'm glad I went.  Next year, Dublin!

Now I'm back to starting the next (last?) novel.  The randon gather at Gothregor for Jame's third-year graduation and (in this version) Randiroc the weapon's master shows up.  I'm trying to think of ways in which he could be attacked, from the serious to the ludicrous.  So far, scythe-arms, ropes, belts, and pepper come to mind.  I'm open to other suggestions.