The last day of World Fantasy was rather a recovery period. I tried, unsuccessfully, to kidnap my editor but we ended up eating breakfast at the hotel and mostly staring at each other dumbly with hangovers. After that, I double-checked the suite to make sure it was nice and clean (or as clean as possible after that kind of party), changed, and attended the World Fantasy Awards Banquet on Ken Scholes‘s arm. The food was delicious, the company excellent, and the speeches, blessedly, short. Can’t ask for a nicer way to end a weekend. Except that I returned home to find the car unpacked and my darling mum vacuuming the living room. Best mum evah!
One last thing, the boys have begun calling me the Princess of Steampunk, I accept this accolade with all the pink frilliness it deserves, and will attempt to come up with an appropriate steampunk costume homage to She-ra as a result. But, I demand a tiara!
Now, just in case you don’t trust my opinion here are some others blogging about World Fantasy:
Donwong Song ~ editor at Orbit
Devi Pillai ~ my editor at Orbit
Lucienne Diver ~ agent extraordinaire and author fabulous
Quote of the Day:
“I owe my success to having listened respectfully to the very best advice, and then going away and doing the exact opposite.”
~ G. K. Chesterton
huzzah, for the princess of steampunk! ;-D love the fur wrap.
I stalked you after reading Soulless last week. Loved it and can't wait for the next!
Thanks for a great read and best of luck to you.
Cheers,
Laurel
P.S.: Congratulations and condolences on the piracy. Clearly, you've arrived! Yay! Equally clearly, someone is pilfering your genius. Boo hiss.