DragonCon 2019 AAR, part 1.

So, I'm back from DragonCon.

That was fun. Let's do it again next year, m'kay people?

I had three panels and a reading. This time, even though I was up against the Baen traveling road show, I had people show up. And since I had the hour all to myself, I read parts of Hell Spawn and Honor at Stake.

It's hard to describe the parts in between the panels. It's socializing and other people drinking. There's the author who proposed a business deal over the bar who remembered my freebie knives from LibertyCon, and had been talking about them with another friend of mine before I walked in the room. The (mostly random) encounters with friends that turned into three hour conversations, because I haven't seen them in months, or a year.

Or the "fun" of trying to get to the vendors area, which is up a hill, behind all of the hotels -- and two, count 'em, two, streets filled with parade. (Dear DragonCon, I remember a point when the parade was largely finished by the time the vendors opened ... and when I could get around the bloody parade. Please fix that if you can. Though I'm told that it's Atlanta's fault, so you may not be allowed to). But yeah, that was Saturday morning.

There's chatting with the Catholic cabal in the morning after mass (which is another story).

All in all, a fun time was had by all.

Unless of course, you were upset by the Dragon Award nominations. But that's another conversation. Heh heh heh.