*Balloon Boy Not Included
There has seemed in the past to be some tension between two philosophies, if you will, with costumes at World Fantasy. One: costumes are highly unprofessional at a highly professional con, and are to be strongly discouraged. The other: It’s Halloween, damn it, and there’s such a thing as bending over backwards in order to seem proper. The latter view (thankfully, in my view) was on display enough last night to show perhaps a bit of a sea change. Some great costumes last night! I, myself, went as a demented rodeo-hand, perhaps as an extra from Desperation that only made it to the cutting room floor. Or something like that.
There were also parties with magnificent balloon cakes!
Alas, today, my departure will be a little bit early. The last flight for my particular airline out of San Jose today is at freaking noon, which is kind of ridiculous for the Largest Airline in the World, but whatever. I will be missing the banquet and the awards ceremony. But heading home I’ll be, well, likely crashed out and asleep–BUT filled with many great memories of friends old and new. If you were at the con (or not!), feel free to keep in touch (or introduce yourself!); my blog is Goblin Mercantile Exchange and I tweet at adeniro. My novel, Total Oblivion, More or Less, is also coming out in a few weeks from Spectra, so if you are interested in your tale of “Scythians invade the Midwest + teenage angst,” do check that out.
Now I am going to attempt the reverse Jenga to fit all the books in our suitcases…
I want a balloon cake . . .