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Showing posts with label CONduit. Show all posts
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
In Which I Met Wesley and the Ghostbusters
That is, Wesley from the Princess Bride. And the real live Ghostbusters, not the ones from the movie.
Yes, his name really is Wesley, which would have been amusing if he’d been just a guy dressed up like the real Wesley. Lucky for me, he really was the real Wesley, on his way to save his fiancé, Buttercup, from the clutches of the evil what’s-his-name. Darn. You can't see his really awesome fancy sword. I’m pretty sure it’s real, though.
These guys, on the other hand, spent the weekend roving the halls of the Salt Lake City Radisson, protecting authors, gamers, and other medieval guests from paranormal invasion. Their equipment is state of the art, with lots of switches and flashing lights. They even let me try the beam thingy. Don’t worry, I was careful. But I didn’t catch a ghost. Those guys are so good at their job, there were no ghosts to be found. Although, I did see a couple vampires.
One of the Ghostbuster guys even fed me a lame pick up line. “Wanna hold my gun?” Totally in character. Or was it? *shrugs* Do lines like that work on anyone? I didn’t think so. But I was amused, as he intended.
This is what happens when sci-fi / fantasy authors and fans converge in the same place, otherwise known as a CONduit, or CON. I went this weekend. As you can see, it was lots of fun. Hung with a few old (but not “old”) author friends, made a few new ones, and learned…hm. I’m not sure. But I saw some really cool stuff. Don’t you agree? Yeah. I love being an author.
Yes, his name really is Wesley, which would have been amusing if he’d been just a guy dressed up like the real Wesley. Lucky for me, he really was the real Wesley, on his way to save his fiancé, Buttercup, from the clutches of the evil what’s-his-name. Darn. You can't see his really awesome fancy sword. I’m pretty sure it’s real, though.
These guys, on the other hand, spent the weekend roving the halls of the Salt Lake City Radisson, protecting authors, gamers, and other medieval guests from paranormal invasion. Their equipment is state of the art, with lots of switches and flashing lights. They even let me try the beam thingy. Don’t worry, I was careful. But I didn’t catch a ghost. Those guys are so good at their job, there were no ghosts to be found. Although, I did see a couple vampires.
One of the Ghostbuster guys even fed me a lame pick up line. “Wanna hold my gun?” Totally in character. Or was it? *shrugs* Do lines like that work on anyone? I didn’t think so. But I was amused, as he intended.
This is what happens when sci-fi / fantasy authors and fans converge in the same place, otherwise known as a CONduit, or CON. I went this weekend. As you can see, it was lots of fun. Hung with a few old (but not “old”) author friends, made a few new ones, and learned…hm. I’m not sure. But I saw some really cool stuff. Don’t you agree? Yeah. I love being an author.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
My New Best Friends
By Nichole Giles
Last week, I caught wind of yet another gathering of writers. Though this one is called a CONduit rather than a conference (the difference being that not everyone who shows up to this one is actually a writer—some are groupies, gamers, and world builders), I wondered if it would be worth my time to go.
I couldn’t use the excuse of money because it was really inexpensive in comparison with other conferences I regularly attend. And I couldn’t really use the excuse of distance because Salt Lake is really only a forty-minute drive from my house, and I don’t mind driving. Especially with music.
So after asking a few people about it, I decided it could be worth the investment of time. I gave it a shot.
Happy news, it was lots of fun! The serious writers were sort of separated from the gamers and groupies—sitting in on panels, attending readings and signings, and networking with each other. The word of the day for Saturday was networking. Not that the panels and classes weren’t important or useful—because they definitely were. Especially the Friday main address by Howard Taylor and the Saturday one by David Wolverton (aka Farland). Excellent, both of them. But even more fun was the chance I had to hang out with so many brilliant minds.
A bunch of us went to dinner together, and I had the opportunity (which I suspect will be rare from here on out) to sit next to and visit with Aprillynne Pike, whose debut fantasy novel, “Wings” hit #1 on the NYT Bestseller List last week. Across the table I chatted with Paul Genesse (“The Golden Chord”), and on my other side was my good friend Rebecca Shelley (“Red Dragon Codex”& “Brass Dragon Codex”). Down the line was another friend, James Dashner (“13th Reality” & “Mazerunner” series books), among other authors with whose work I am not yet acquainted—but am sure will be seeing in print very soon. I also had the chance to get to know a new member of my writer’s group. Josh Perkey is not only an editor for the Ensign magazine, but also an up and coming sci-fi/fantasy author. It was a good day.
But that wasn’t the end of the story. When we got back to the CON, we all sort of collapsed in the sitting area of the hotel lobby. Some of the original group left to go to bed, or call family, or hit the workout room, while others joined us to hang out. Howard and Sandra Taylor, Dave Wolverton (briefly), Julie Wright, Karen Hoover, Eric James Stone, and other people came to hang out with “the cool people.”
About the point when the hotel staff got mad at us for 
rearranging the entire lobby (by finding more and more comfortable chairs and dragging them into an enormous circle) we moved into an empty conference room where we could put our feet on the table (shh, don’t tell!) and pretend we were having a very important meeting. It was relaxed and enjoyable, and good for the souls of us soon-to-be-published authors. 
The bottom line? The classes and panels were fun. But socializing is always the best part for me. Would I go again? Absolutely. Will I ever dress up like Princess Leah or Darth Vader? Doubtful. Although, if it would make the difference between an agent or editor asking to see my work…maybe. You never know! Ask me again before next year’s CON.
Last week, I caught wind of yet another gathering of writers. Though this one is called a CONduit rather than a conference (the difference being that not everyone who shows up to this one is actually a writer—some are groupies, gamers, and world builders), I wondered if it would be worth my time to go.
I couldn’t use the excuse of money because it was really inexpensive in comparison with other conferences I regularly attend. And I couldn’t really use the excuse of distance because Salt Lake is really only a forty-minute drive from my house, and I don’t mind driving. Especially with music.
So after asking a few people about it, I decided it could be worth the investment of time. I gave it a shot.
Happy news, it was lots of fun! The serious writers were sort of separated from the gamers and groupies—sitting in on panels, attending readings and signings, and networking with each other. The word of the day for Saturday was networking. Not that the panels and classes weren’t important or useful—because they definitely were. Especially the Friday main address by Howard Taylor and the Saturday one by David Wolverton (aka Farland). Excellent, both of them. But even more fun was the chance I had to hang out with so many brilliant minds.
A bunch of us went to dinner together, and I had the opportunity (which I suspect will be rare from here on out) to sit next to and visit with Aprillynne Pike, whose debut fantasy novel, “Wings” hit #1 on the NYT Bestseller List last week. Across the table I chatted with Paul Genesse (“The Golden Chord”), and on my other side was my good friend Rebecca Shelley (“Red Dragon Codex”& “Brass Dragon Codex”). Down the line was another friend, James Dashner (“13th Reality” & “Mazerunner” series books), among other authors with whose work I am not yet acquainted—but am sure will be seeing in print very soon. I also had the chance to get to know a new member of my writer’s group. Josh Perkey is not only an editor for the Ensign magazine, but also an up and coming sci-fi/fantasy author. It was a good day.
But that wasn’t the end of the story. When we got back to the CON, we all sort of collapsed in the sitting area of the hotel lobby. Some of the original group left to go to bed, or call family, or hit the workout room, while others joined us to hang out. Howard and Sandra Taylor, Dave Wolverton (briefly), Julie Wright, Karen Hoover, Eric James Stone, and other people came to hang out with “the cool people.”
About the point when the hotel staff got mad at us for 
rearranging the entire lobby (by finding more and more comfortable chairs and dragging them into an enormous circle) we moved into an empty conference room where we could put our feet on the table (shh, don’t tell!) and pretend we were having a very important meeting. It was relaxed and enjoyable, and good for the souls of us soon-to-be-published authors. 
The bottom line? The classes and panels were fun. But socializing is always the best part for me. Would I go again? Absolutely. Will I ever dress up like Princess Leah or Darth Vader? Doubtful. Although, if it would make the difference between an agent or editor asking to see my work…maybe. You never know! Ask me again before next year’s CON.
In the meantime, you can find me hanging out with all my new best friends…or at least, their books.
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