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Oh, Um, is Thing... On?
Jul. 21st, 2015 01:31 pmCONvergence came and went and then the very next week I taught at the Loft's Youth Summer Program. I guess, these last few weeks I have no good excuse except that I was recovering... maybe?
Nah, I'm just a slacker.
Let me cast my mind back. CONvergence was good. I bought Mason a membership last minute, but, given his age, it cost me only $30. He came along to con on Thursday and Friday. I skipped Saturday all together, because four days is a LONG con, and it was also 4th of July. In the past, my family has been grumpy to miss the fireworks, so I have made it my new tradition to never attend con on the 4th itself, or to be SURE to be out of there before evening.
St. Paul, however, decided to shoot off at the new stadium in Lowertown, which meant there really wasn't a good place for your average, non-baseball game attending fan to appreciate the show. Mason and I and his friend Rosey tried Roseville, but ONCE AGAIN, we ended up with a partially obscured view. Note to self: when they say "over the lake" they don't mean the obvious view from the center of the park, they mean off to the side.
But Roseville has this little carnival food stall thing going on, so the kids all got stake cut fries and big fresh-squeezed lemonade.
So it wasn't a total bust.
CONvergence itself keeps getting bigger and bigger and that's both a blessing and a curse. All my panels were packed to the gills, which is gratifying. Only on of them, the slash panel, will live in infamy. I have never experienced man-splaining to this degree before in my life and... wanton disregard for a basic grasp of slash fandom and its terminology...? It's hard to even explain what happened there. If you see me in person I could give it a go, but there will probably be a lot of hand flailing and "What even is...?"s.
So, yeah, then there were my two Loft classes. I taught "Fan Fiction: Beyond 101" and "More than the Zombie Apocalypse: Writing SF/F." There were only six students signed up for the fanfic class and it started at the ungodly hour of 9:00 AM, but it was by far the more high-energy and awesome class. My SF/F folks were whip-smart and engaged, too, but, I think because there were 17 of them, we never had a chance to bond very deeply.
I would call them both successes, though. Both thumbs up. Sign me up for next year. That was a blast.
Then Mason was off to Adventure Camp for a week. What I did with myself that week, I have no clue. I think maybe I just stared into space. I didn't even manage to get my reading done for my Bitter Empire gig, which means I missed a week for the first time ever. :-(
This last weekend we were up at our friend Gerriann's cabin where I managed to get myself a sunburn. This is also Mason's birthday week (his big day is Friday) so I've been doing a lot of the errands, etc., needed to make those couple of days a success. My folks are coming for Birthday Actual, which is Friday, and then Mason is taking only a couple of his friends off to the Mall of America's amusement park to spend a few hours doing those Mall type things with Yours Truly as chaperone.
Wheee.
I think that's everything. How are you?
Nah, I'm just a slacker.
Let me cast my mind back. CONvergence was good. I bought Mason a membership last minute, but, given his age, it cost me only $30. He came along to con on Thursday and Friday. I skipped Saturday all together, because four days is a LONG con, and it was also 4th of July. In the past, my family has been grumpy to miss the fireworks, so I have made it my new tradition to never attend con on the 4th itself, or to be SURE to be out of there before evening.
St. Paul, however, decided to shoot off at the new stadium in Lowertown, which meant there really wasn't a good place for your average, non-baseball game attending fan to appreciate the show. Mason and I and his friend Rosey tried Roseville, but ONCE AGAIN, we ended up with a partially obscured view. Note to self: when they say "over the lake" they don't mean the obvious view from the center of the park, they mean off to the side.
But Roseville has this little carnival food stall thing going on, so the kids all got stake cut fries and big fresh-squeezed lemonade.
So it wasn't a total bust.
CONvergence itself keeps getting bigger and bigger and that's both a blessing and a curse. All my panels were packed to the gills, which is gratifying. Only on of them, the slash panel, will live in infamy. I have never experienced man-splaining to this degree before in my life and... wanton disregard for a basic grasp of slash fandom and its terminology...? It's hard to even explain what happened there. If you see me in person I could give it a go, but there will probably be a lot of hand flailing and "What even is...?"s.
So, yeah, then there were my two Loft classes. I taught "Fan Fiction: Beyond 101" and "More than the Zombie Apocalypse: Writing SF/F." There were only six students signed up for the fanfic class and it started at the ungodly hour of 9:00 AM, but it was by far the more high-energy and awesome class. My SF/F folks were whip-smart and engaged, too, but, I think because there were 17 of them, we never had a chance to bond very deeply.
I would call them both successes, though. Both thumbs up. Sign me up for next year. That was a blast.
Then Mason was off to Adventure Camp for a week. What I did with myself that week, I have no clue. I think maybe I just stared into space. I didn't even manage to get my reading done for my Bitter Empire gig, which means I missed a week for the first time ever. :-(
This last weekend we were up at our friend Gerriann's cabin where I managed to get myself a sunburn. This is also Mason's birthday week (his big day is Friday) so I've been doing a lot of the errands, etc., needed to make those couple of days a success. My folks are coming for Birthday Actual, which is Friday, and then Mason is taking only a couple of his friends off to the Mall of America's amusement park to spend a few hours doing those Mall type things with Yours Truly as chaperone.
Wheee.
I think that's everything. How are you?