One of the things we bloggers do is reveal bits and pieces of who we are. Over time, folks who read learn a lot about us. Today, many of you will get to learn something new about me.... (for those looking for a real review of my last weekend, this won't do the job)
Or something old.... whatever.
The part you probably know - I read. A lot. I read so much that when I went to college and my dad dissuaded me from majoring in Theater, I chose English Literature -- 'cause it let me read a lot. I mean what could be more fun that reading a good book and then talking about it with other folks who have also read it?
How about taking classes that focus on the genre you most like? Excellent. (and here is where we may branch from what you knew about me). Not only did I get to do that (What was then labeled English 120: Science Fiction Literature), I got to help the prof design the next class in that sequence: Fantasy Literature. It felt a lot like cheating. I mean, my prof told me to re-read some of my favorite books, and write about them, and then gave me college credit -- and then told me to re-read some and go find some new stuff so that we could choose the books for the next course.
I loved it.
At the age of, oh, 11? 12? I started spending all my allowance, birthday money, and bonus chore money, and babysitting money at Paul's Books, on SciFi/Fan. Pretty soon, my circle of friends was full of fellow SciFi/Fan fans. I had attended my first Science Fiction oriented convetion before I hit high school. (A Star Trek con, where I met and got autographs from Leonard Nimoy AND Bill Shatner.) Yes, at a tender young age, I joined the ranks of the Fen.*
That didn't really change in college -- even though I also collected Shakespearean fans and fans of other genres. Then I added gaming to my repretoire, and added Gaming Conventions (Gen Con anyone?) to the fun.
And as time went on, I replaced gaming cons with Renn Faires ... but many of the folks were the same.
Then... there was law school, and a law practice that kept me working such insane hours that I couldn't actually plan to be gone for that long far enough ahead of time to make it work...
And then there were children, and I was infected with knitting.... and some how, I lost track of the fun I had with fen.
But this weekend,....thanks to my dear friend Whichy who invited me to come take over the bed in their hotel room that would otherwise have been used to hold suitcases and knitting bags, I returned to my roots, and attended WindyCon37 . I had so much fun that the fall out will fill several posts ... you'll likely be hearing about it all week.
There were funny speeches, and awesome musicians, and long lost friends, and more funny t-shirts than I knew what to do with (none of which came home because choosing is not my strong suit). There was good food, and good fun, and ots of parties (even a Chocolate Party!!)... and very little sleep. Oh... and there was knitting in public (by me, of course, but by so many others that no one really noticed me).
And there were hugs. And more hugs. And did I mention all the hugs?
And now... there are NEW friends. And there is a long list of music to check out, and books to track down.
And as much fun as I had -- I missed as much in panels that I didn't go see, or workshops that I didn't attend.
I wonder --- do you think I can still get away with an annual Knitting Convention or two if I also add in a SciFi Con or three a year?
*Fen: plural noun: The plural of "fan." Another word for "fans," as in people who like something, not cooling devices. Typically used to describe science fiction and fantasy fans.