Posted on January 24th, 2012 in appearances
Back from Detroit, somewhat jet-lagged and with a cold, but had a brilliant time – can’t remember more fun at a convention, in fact. Some highlights?
Doing a reading alongside Robin Hobb.
Being taught the correct coastguard method of sticking my ass out while shooting by Myke Cole.
Being mistaken for Admiral Akbar by John Scalzi.
Visiting Subterranean Press’s warehouse of awesome books, nerf guns and foam-rubber swords.
I accidentally shot Brent Weeks with an arrow. Then he tried to kill me with a sword. Then I tried to kill him with a dagger. Then, while I plotted on how I would rob Pat Rothfuss’s manservant’s strongbox, he tried to pick my pocket. Then we kissed. And the whole thing was never mentioned again. It all happened in a game of D&D, incidentally…
Meeting a whole load of hugely enthusiastic readers, bloggers and fans.
I even signed a few books. And licked one. And sat on panels and haunted the bar with far more articulate authors like Pat Rothfuss, Peter V. Brett, Scott Lynch, Elizabeth Bear, Jay Lake, Michelle Sagara West, Bradley Beaulieu, Douglas Hulick, Saladin Ahmed, Jim Hines, Cat Rambo, Merrie Haskell, Howard A Jones, Tobias Buckell and I daresay others I apologise for overlooking . . . it really was an incredible author attendance, and great to put faces to names that I have long been aware of, admired, envied, and dreamed of destroying.
Overall I was treated wonderfully well by the convention and by the guys from Subterranean Press, I had a blast. Incidentally, Justin of Staffer’s Musings stood up for three hours in order to record the authorial D&D game, so an edited version may appear at some point, on the off chance that some of the readers of this blog can think of nothing more entertaining to do with their limited time on earth than watch some other folks roll dice…
EDIT: You can catch Myke Cole’s account of DMing the all-star authorial D&D game over here. Brent Weeks gives his account of the playing experience over there. It was quite the nostalgic laugh. Unlikely as it may be, I look forward to the day that daring thief Darque Shadeaux enters the fray once more. Or at least hides behind it at a safe distance…