FRIDAY
I may not be the ideal person to report on this convention: between a fairly full schedule of panels and family obligations in between, I had little time and less energy for exploring the convention and attending other people's panels. But perhaps somebody else who was there can fill in a few of the gaps.
The convention was, in fact, very well attended. Although I, personally, noticed the absence of many familiar faces, by Monday the on-site newsletter reported more than 2000 paid registrations -- not bad for a regional convention with a fixed site!
The Madeline Howard name on my badge was good for a lot of puzzled glances and raised eyebrows from people who already knew me. When one acquaintance of many years, after greeting me effusively, looked at the name tag, her eyes suddenly got very big, and she asked me, "Have I mistaken you for somebody else?"
My first panel, "Adapting the Brothers Grimm," was fairly wide-ranging, as my fellow panelists kept drifting off into such subjects as the Oz books and Buffy the Vampire-Slayer (!?) despite our moderator's attempts to bring the discussion back on topic. The audience members seemed quite keen on the subject of adapted fairy tales, however, and asked many questions, which helped bring the conversation back into focus. (It's often the other way around, with chatty people in the audience introducing most of the tangents.)
After that panel, I was scheduled for a themed reading ("Best Fight Scene") with three other authors. We each read a short excerpt -- two of us had prepared scenes involving battles with dragons, which was a little bit embarrassing -- and then found we had more than half an hour left for question and answer.
Then came the Autograph session, which as I expected was pretty much a wash-out -- Friday afternoon (when most people had yet to arrive) and the autograph table is shoved into a dark corner near some of the smaller function rooms. Fortunately, one of the other authors involved was the charming Mark Kreighbaum, who I hadn't seen in many years, and we spent most of the session catching up. Adrienne Gormley stopped by to join the conversation, and the time went very quickly.
I had dinner with my good friend Jennifer and with my second-oldest daughter Daisy, who (being that I'm her mother) I don't see nearly as often as I would like. The food in the coffee shop was over-priced and not particularly good, but the company was excellent so I don't complain.
After dinner I went home, exhausted, and missed all of the evening events. I really am quite shy about public speaking, and when I do panels I get so keyed up before, during, and after, that I end up feeling like I've spent the afternoon getting acquainted with the rack, the thumb-screws, and the iron maiden. Day One of this convention was no exception.
I may not be the ideal person to report on this convention: between a fairly full schedule of panels and family obligations in between, I had little time and less energy for exploring the convention and attending other people's panels. But perhaps somebody else who was there can fill in a few of the gaps.
The convention was, in fact, very well attended. Although I, personally, noticed the absence of many familiar faces, by Monday the on-site newsletter reported more than 2000 paid registrations -- not bad for a regional convention with a fixed site!
The Madeline Howard name on my badge was good for a lot of puzzled glances and raised eyebrows from people who already knew me. When one acquaintance of many years, after greeting me effusively, looked at the name tag, her eyes suddenly got very big, and she asked me, "Have I mistaken you for somebody else?"
My first panel, "Adapting the Brothers Grimm," was fairly wide-ranging, as my fellow panelists kept drifting off into such subjects as the Oz books and Buffy the Vampire-Slayer (!?) despite our moderator's attempts to bring the discussion back on topic. The audience members seemed quite keen on the subject of adapted fairy tales, however, and asked many questions, which helped bring the conversation back into focus. (It's often the other way around, with chatty people in the audience introducing most of the tangents.)
After that panel, I was scheduled for a themed reading ("Best Fight Scene") with three other authors. We each read a short excerpt -- two of us had prepared scenes involving battles with dragons, which was a little bit embarrassing -- and then found we had more than half an hour left for question and answer.
Then came the Autograph session, which as I expected was pretty much a wash-out -- Friday afternoon (when most people had yet to arrive) and the autograph table is shoved into a dark corner near some of the smaller function rooms. Fortunately, one of the other authors involved was the charming Mark Kreighbaum, who I hadn't seen in many years, and we spent most of the session catching up. Adrienne Gormley stopped by to join the conversation, and the time went very quickly.
I had dinner with my good friend Jennifer and with my second-oldest daughter Daisy, who (being that I'm her mother) I don't see nearly as often as I would like. The food in the coffee shop was over-priced and not particularly good, but the company was excellent so I don't complain.
After dinner I went home, exhausted, and missed all of the evening events. I really am quite shy about public speaking, and when I do panels I get so keyed up before, during, and after, that I end up feeling like I've spent the afternoon getting acquainted with the rack, the thumb-screws, and the iron maiden. Day One of this convention was no exception.