1. It is possible to cram 600 people into one hotel bar.
I might be exaggerating just a bit, but I have never seen a bar so packed with convention goers. This was a bit early in the evening actually, and there’s considerably more people than I could get with the iPhone.
2. I can only take the presence of so many people for so long before I go crazy.
It should probably not shock you to know that I’m a bit introverted. However, I don’t get to see SF/F types in person but once every couple of years if that, so when I go to these things, I start out in a manic “must see EVERYONE” phase. The first day is a flurry of me meeting new people, greeting old friends and clients, and generally just being very not like me. Some people have said that I seem at ease with people, but it’s REALLY not the case. I’m scared and anxious almost the entire time I’m in these situations unless I’m with people I’ve known for a long time. I don’t like being the first person to speak up in a conversation, and in large crowds, I tend to hide in a corner where no one can sneak up on me.
As the weekend grinds on, I become more and more drained by it all, and I basically struggle with mini depressive episodes. The easiest way, I’ve finally learned, of dealing with this is to go to my room and spend some time alone.
This results in me getting angry with myself for not taking better advantage of the time I have to soak up all that social wonderfulness while I have a chance. I spend a lot of time moaning to myself about how I don’t have that many friends locally to me, and almost no SF/F community. When I’m sitting in my room while a huge party is going on 4 stories below me, I start to get angry with myself, which just causes a crazy feedback loop.
I still need to figure out a way to deal with it. Accepting that I won’t be able to make use of every single moment of my time at a convention is probably the first step.
3. I really need to get my ass in gear.
I’ve struggled with whether or not I want to be a writer, and how hard I really want to work at it. But being around so many successful, amazing people clarifies my purpose. I really do want to write, and to write well, and to grow my career in that department. I often feel like I’m behind my “peer group’ of writers who I started out with because I lost so many years to an absence of productivity after my Dad. It’s time to buck up, buckle down, and get to work. I have goals, and it’s going to take regular, hard work to meet them.
4. There are total strangers paying attention to what I say.
It turns out that more people than just my friends and family are following my progress. For that, I am thankful. When strangers come up to me and tell me that they love my tweets or my blog, it almost always shocks me. There’s a big difference from looking at analytics numbers of follower count, and actually meeting someone who’s reading your work.
And autographs! I’m still not used to being asked to sign books. And this year, I signed copies of Way of the Wizard for people who I didn’t personally know!
A guy could get used to that kind of attention.
All in all, a great experience
So that’s just a few things I’ve been digesting on the long drive back to Kansas. I’m likely to have more thoughts later as I’ve had more time to mull it all over. I was going to hold over for a day here in Kansas to recover, but I’m anxious to get home and get back to work, so I think Monday will be a driving day and I’ll be back to work on the freelance and writing full time on Tuesday. I miss my dual monitors.
Thanks again to each of you who came up to me and chatted during World Con. I didn’t meet a single person who wasn’t kind and wonderful and the kind of person I would love hanging out with regularly. You’re all an amazing bunch and I hope to see you again in the future.
This post is going up on Sunday night, but I’m counting it as Monday. Regularly scheduled blogging will resume Tuesday morning!
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