One of these days I’ll run out of lyrics for titles. Not any time soon, though.
This last weekend was Conpulsion, at which I was a guest. What with living about five minutes from the venue, I’m an easy mark for them. It was a little disorganized compared to some previous years — I only found out what panels I was on by reading the con programme on the Friday night — but once I knew where I was supposed to be things went well.
Also, guests got cake. I will put up with a whole shitload of stuff in exchange for cake.
Other guests included both of Cakebread and Walton, Cat Tobin of Pelgrane Press, Simon Burley, Arion Games' Graham Bottley, M. Harold Page, and others who I cannot remember just now. I also caught up with a whole mess of people who I do not have the space or good manners to link to individually here.
I was part of panels on writing RPGs and on getting published, both of which went very well indeed. I also got a bunch of gaming in, snagged a couple of Pelgrane books in the charity auction (Eternal Lies and an ARC of Letters to Lovecraft), and came third in the pub quiz at least partially because I could remember which side Nick Fury and Deathstroke’s eye-patches are on.
For all that it was a great time, having spent a (six-day) long weekend with family on the weekend before, I really could do with a weekend to myself. Need to get caught up on books, again.
I met Pete at Conpulsion a couple of years ago, but hadn’t met Ken before. ↩
Still didn’t get to play in one of his games. Next time! ↩
Best game is a tie between Phil Harris’ Rings and Alan Jackson’s Dropzone — the latter is now in its 21st year being run at cons. ↩
Say what you will, I am a total sucker for an ARC. ↩