Details of the Day

• 23:41 Survived Day 2 of convention. Feels like it's been a week instead of a day an a half--in a good way. #
• 08:26 Happy today's the last day of convention. It's been great, but "Agh! Strangers!" #
• 08:26 Even if they're my kind of strangers. #
• 08:26 Or my kind of strange. #
• 23:08 That was a weekend convention? It felt like about a week. And my brain is *still* fizzing! #
• 23:08 Can I have my weekend to catch up now? Wait, no--work. *&^#$(*@*&! #

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Survived 4th Street.

Wait--that was only a weekend? It really felt more like a full week, and now I need the weekend to relax a bit and catch up on everything. There were good panels, and the panels had chewy bits that will inform future writing and inspired at least one new story (Mayans! ball games! water wars! sports news! human sacrifice!). I had a lot of good conversations with a lot of strangers. My brain is still faintly fizzing.

Lots more later.

First I need to work the day job, get through 5 critiques by Tuesday night so that the next chapters of Vicesteed will go out in the critique queue, and catch up on at least some of what happened while I was being trepanned.