While we were there, the hotel was also hosting a high school prom. At one point we were all on the same floor. One ballroom was full of science fiction and fantasy novelists, ages thirty-five to roughly immortal. At the other end of the hall was a ballroom full of eighteen-year-olds dancing to extremely popular music. It could not have been more science-fiction-and-fantasy-ish: this hotel hallway was a literal portal between two completely different realities.
