Rosemary Kirstein

Because it was so great, and now you’re not there any more?

Yeah, I got that after Readercon.

Random person at Readercon doing what the convention is all about.

— except that it was delayed by my usual post-con hangout with Ann Zeddies and Geary Gravel.  During which, by the way, we did not do our usual arts&crafts with collages and/or collaged book-boxes, because  we were reading to each other!

Yes!  New stuff, from all three of us.  This is an unusual circumstance.  Generally, it has been observed that only one of us at a time seems to be productive, and we swap it around between the three of us.  But not this year!  Each of us had new stuff to read to the other two.  And then — we did it again! Two sessions of readings.  So happy.

And then when I got home: postcon blues.

But!  No time for that, because the Schrodinger sessions were just around the corner!  And what a blast that was.  Kind of like a convention only better because of real, actual science!   I was in heaven.

This is what science looks like.

Taking place here.

And… then, back home, and the day job…  squeezing in the writing at night and on weekends…

So, that would create sort of a double-dose of post-con blues?

But no time for the blues, because next, very soon: Worldcon!  I haven’t been to a Worldcon in years and years.   It’s gonna be great.

Yeah.  And after that… triple post-con blues?

Like, this comic by Abby Howard.

Ah, hell.  It’s worth it.

Plus: extra motivation to shed this day job.   ‘Cause, then I’d never have to go back to it!  I like that idea.

Let’s think long and hard about that, shall we?

I’ve been wrapped up in tons of writerly tasks that, while not actually generating prose, support and enable the future generation of prose.  Ate up my entire weekend plus day off. But necessary.

About which, more Real Soon Now.  But I finally found a few moments in which to blog!

People have asked for more on the collaged book-boxes Ann and Geary and I made at this year’s post-Readercon gathering. Alas: nearly all the photos came out horribly blurry! I think I was wearing my wrong glasses at the time.

(Annoyingly, I now have three sets: 225’s that I use to read print, 150’s that I use to read computer screens, and a graduated focus pair that are mostly plano with a 225 reading area — which I hate, because the area is about the size of one word on a printed page, requiring me to read by moving my head as if I were watching a ping-pong match.)

I’ve pulled out the least blurry of the photos.   (Hey, Ann & Geary: if you want, take some new pictures of your own books, and email them — I’ll replace these with your better ones.)

We each made two book-boxes this time: one large and one small.

This was mine:

cover of my big book

The Spine

The back.

And the smaller book:

The cover

Spine

inside cover

Inside

Back cover

Geary’s:

Front of the big book

Back

inside cover

inside

Here’s his second:

cover

back

inside cover

inside

And Ann’s:

Cover of Ann’s big book.

and the back.

inside

Her smaller book:

cover

inside cover

And finally: The cake (courtesy of Geary), and party favors (from me).

(PS: Always read the hovertext. )