Mark of the B-east

 
A nice time a Vericon, which was smaller than usual (I was told) because the date was not in midwinter as usual but in the middle of spring break, and the weather was -- many seemed to feel -- too nice to be inside gaming in stuffy rooms and parading in funny costumes.

I read to a vanishingly small audience (they did not, however, vanish, thanks guys) form my new version of the old alchemical romance "The Chemical Wedding of Christian Rosencreutz," now nearing some sort of publishing commitme...