I went to an absolutely wonderful con this weekend. No, it wasn’t a conference. It was a symposium. And it was fantastic!
I loved every single conference and workshop that I attended. I attended a wonderful poetry panel that inspired me to pull up my garters and work on poetry again. I took an extremely inspiring class on plotting your book in an hour by the very enjoyable Robert J. Defendi.
I cornered the poor man and Dan Willis in order to get more insight. The end result? The Illiterati and I plotted the second book in the Bone Angel trilogy on the way home from the conference. I even have the very last sentence in the book. YES!
I did an extremely enjoyable podcast with The Think Tank (I’ll link you when it comes out) and was lucky enough to see Charlie Pulsipher’s velociraptor impersonation. It. Is. IMPRESSIVE. Because I respect Charlie so much, I fisted my hands at my sides so I wouldn’t swing and knock the poor guy out. Go, us!
Orson Scott Card taught a workshop that was limited to 50 people. The Illiterati and I were all able to squeeze in, and it was a mind-blowing 2 1/2 hours. We plotted an entire novel in that workshop. I learned things about structure that hadn’t made sense to me before, but now it did. And that night I had the first alien dream of my life. Pretty awesome.
I had a great time. We practically lived out of the car, which we usually call Leeroy Jenkins, but is now Casa de Yukon. I spent more time sleeping in there than I can tell you. But it was nice!
I hope you had a wonderful Valentine’s Day weekend, my friends!