Never work a convention! Attend as many as you can, enjoy them, volunteer for free admission, run a game or something, find a way to serve as a guest, get your admission however you can, but for THE LOVING SAKE OF HUMANITY, NEVER WORK A CON!
( You watch, I say this now, but it'll change by next year...Collapse )
I am looking forward to ConJour 2010 in spite of everything else. The sooner it gets here, the sooner I can put it behind me. I've learned a lot about the people in my life because of this. I've learned what friends I can count on to get the job done, what friends I can count on to fall short, what friends can't be counted on for anything, and what friends are smarter than all the others. I also know where I fall in the heirarchy of their lives and what priorities take precedence with them over others. I have learned something of my own limitations, and I learned that if I get sick, all work stops.
I am the navigator at the compass, the pilot at the wheel, the quartermaster and his whip, and the wind in the sails. I guide, I steer, I inventory, I punish, and I empower... and when I am absent, there is nothing. I made one mistake this year, I got sick. It's a mistake I can't correct and can't avoid. Illness happens, but without me the convention fell into the shape its in. So I blame myself. In spite of my harsh words of blame, duly directed, I am truly the only one at fault.
I am Shitfixer 2010, and I will fix shit if it kills me.
What can I say? Happy birthday to me.
My music playlist on YouTube... I apologize for the short length of the set. I will be adding more as time goes on.
Been up all night unable to sleep, unable to come up with any games for tomorrow and now it's almost dawn and I have to get up, get showered, and drive two hours to see people who are going to be PO'd at me and bored at guild.
Someone should have prepared for this better than they did. Sadly, no one did. I mean I had my s#!t together, for a normal week at the guild unfortunately. Now I have to make adjustments for untold hordes of people who are attending for another game that won't be run... :( I'm on the spot for everybody's enjoyment as usual.
In other news, I saw that Michael Jackson passed today. He was a great musician, even if he was too wierd to relate to any longer. Between him, Farrah and McMahon, it makes 3... deaths always happen in threes... ever noticed, keep an eye out next time a celeb dies... *shrugs* maybe its just my imagination.
Anyway, I need to go... I have a job and have to get sleep now... later
The sfandf_writers community recently had this article make the rounds, and a healthy discussion regarding it arose. Time: Modern Book Publishing and Book Culture
Basically the article is a discussion of how some authors are turning to self-publishing as a means of getting their feet wet, to great success, in the publishing industry. The article tends to be a bit contradictive, but it's Time, they're trying to be unbiased, or at least that's how I choose to view it. Personally, I'd like to see a professional fiction writer's view of the article's content, but I'm not friended by any professional fiction writers. No less important to me, however, are all my friend's views of the subject.
Those familiar with my inner turmoil know well that I have struggled with this dilemma repeatedly for years! Those unfamiliar with my inner turmoil, now you know. To POD or not to POD, that is the question.
I'm so frakking confused!
For those of you following things, I'm submitting a copy of my Sparrow in the Gutters Introduction to the convention Con-Jour 2009 for publication in the program if there's room.
You can find the actual story here: http://mfc2-tx.livejournal.com/955.html
Oh and feel free to add me. That's my professional journal. This is going to become my personal journal. Yeah, I know, the two will probably cross paths bunches...