ArmadilloCon Friday
Here is a sort of pictorial essay on ArmadilloCon Friday, because for once I remembered to put my camera in my bag.
Thursday night I went out with friends AT and Carol and Bill and Judy Crider to Fonda San Miguel.
The restaurant is in a beautiful building and the food is even better than the restaurant looks.
Friday morning I woke up bright and early at 5:30 for no reason. (I think I'm missing Jack, the teenage cat/land piranha) I walked over to L'Madeleine for breakfast and met up with some of the other workshop people. Then we came back and got started:
I was leading a group with Matthew Bey, and we had three great participants with good submissions and some really good discussion.
After eight or so hours of workshopping, I was getting a bit blood-sugar-crashy (conventions do that to me in a way nothing else does. I think it's all the talking). Troyce had arrived by that point so we went to the Zoe's Kitchen next to the hotel and got a snack. I had a panel at 6:00, and we had plans to go out to eat with friends after that.
That's Joe Lansdale, Howard Waldrop, William Browning Spencer, Me, and Neal Barrett, Jr. It was on SF/F in Texas, but after getting interrupted by a fire alarm twice, having to go out the emergency door and stand in the grass, then coming back in and being interrupted by the announcement that the emergency was over, it was mostly talking about everyone's first experiences with fandom and other stories. It was a really funny panel and the audience (and me) were laughing most of the time, including when we had to go stand outside.
After that, we went out to dinner at Z Tejas, which has a great location overlooking the park on the far side of the duck pond. I wish I'd gotten a picture but I was too hungry. (Here's one from their web site).
Then we came back to the convention for the Friday night party, and talked with people a little bit before it was time to collapse.
Thursday night I went out with friends AT and Carol and Bill and Judy Crider to Fonda San Miguel.
The restaurant is in a beautiful building and the food is even better than the restaurant looks.
Friday morning I woke up bright and early at 5:30 for no reason. (I think I'm missing Jack, the teenage cat/land piranha) I walked over to L'Madeleine for breakfast and met up with some of the other workshop people. Then we came back and got started:
I was leading a group with Matthew Bey, and we had three great participants with good submissions and some really good discussion.
After eight or so hours of workshopping, I was getting a bit blood-sugar-crashy (conventions do that to me in a way nothing else does. I think it's all the talking). Troyce had arrived by that point so we went to the Zoe's Kitchen next to the hotel and got a snack. I had a panel at 6:00, and we had plans to go out to eat with friends after that.
That's Joe Lansdale, Howard Waldrop, William Browning Spencer, Me, and Neal Barrett, Jr. It was on SF/F in Texas, but after getting interrupted by a fire alarm twice, having to go out the emergency door and stand in the grass, then coming back in and being interrupted by the announcement that the emergency was over, it was mostly talking about everyone's first experiences with fandom and other stories. It was a really funny panel and the audience (and me) were laughing most of the time, including when we had to go stand outside.
After that, we went out to dinner at Z Tejas, which has a great location overlooking the park on the far side of the duck pond. I wish I'd gotten a picture but I was too hungry. (Here's one from their web site).
Then we came back to the convention for the Friday night party, and talked with people a little bit before it was time to collapse.
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