Business cards…check.
Clean clothes…check.
Clean shaven…check.
Soap and toiletries…check.
Batteries…check.
Battery recharger…check.
iRiver 800…check.
Music…check.
Computer…check.
Camera…check.
Tentative convention program…check.
Map and directions…check.
Snacks and lunch…check.
Five hours to liftoff and counting. This time tomorrow, I’m going to be in California! Yay! And holy cow, did I mention that I’m nervous?
World Fantasy 2009, here we come!
Yeah! We’re rooting for you, cheering you on! Be safe!
Good luck! Can’t wait to hear your reports.
Joe,
If a famous, but belligerent, science fiction writer gets killed at the convention, and you get roped into helping solve the mystery by an up and coming sci-fi writer in a game of D&D–it was probably the obsessed fan dressed up like the author’s character that did it.