More Worldcon Montreal [part 2 of 2]

[Continued from here.]

Sunday: Started the day with an excellent warm cinnamon bun with apples at Steak Frites, plated as though it was a dinner entree. Given all of the great food I had over the long weekend, I don’t know why something so simple impressed me, but it did. Attended the “Neil Gaiman and Gary K Wolfe in Conversation” panel, which ended up simply being a fascinating conversation between Neil and Gary which ranged over all sorts of interesting topics. I think it was probably the best of the four Neil events I attended. Later I went to a kaffeeklatsch with jaylake, which was actually the first kaffeeklatsch I’d ever attended. We had a full table with lots of interesting conversation, and I ended up learning things about Jay’s writing that I actually hadn’t known before. I could have just talked with Jay about some of the same topics, but having other people ask different questions, or ask the same questions different ways, worked out pretty well.

Next up was the string of Hugo events. I was at part of the rehearsal, which was an interesting look behind the scenes. Then I got to attend the pre-Hugo reception, where I met several people, including Neil Gaiman. Thanks again for introducing me, jaylake! I also carefully did not wish David Anthony Durham good luck, and thereby avoided jinxing him. As for the Hugo ceremony itself, it was the first time I’d ever actually gone to the Hugos (this was only my second Worldcon after all), and I think sitting in the second row with matociquala, stillsostrange, arcaedia, jaylake and calendula_witch was pretty much the best way to experience it. It was great to see David win the Campbell and have the diadem (it’s not a tiara!) placed on his head by maryrobinette, and it was even better to be able to see matociquala‘s sort of stunned and overwhelmed expression when she won her Hugo. I would have liked to have a couple of the other Hugos go to different people, but all of winners were certainly worthy of the honor. When all of the excitement was over, it was time to trek down to the Delta for the Hugo Losers’ party, and we took turns actually carrying matociquala‘s very heavy (but very lovely) award. While the booze at the party was, to say the least, horrible, I still got to see things like David Anthony Durham looking quite smashing in his new headgear, Scalzi putting his Hugo on his head, and Klages licking Bear’s Hugo, so it was an entertaining time. Plus the whole thing died early enough for me to make it back to the IC bar in time for last call.

Monday: This was the day for driving back, but before I headed out there was time for a very tasty lunch in Chinatown with arcaedia and maryrobinette. Fortunately the drive home was a lot less of a hassle than the drive up had been, even if the mid-drive burger was made from cow rather than elk this time around.

Some of the people I was glad to have the chance to talk to but didn’t mention yet:cristalia, curgoth, katfeete, icedrake, suricattus, as well as non-LJ people like Rani Graff (who I was not actually stalking, despite seeing him everywhere).

People I meant to mention but didn’t: If I knew that, I’d have mentioned them.

Chances of me going to Worldcon 2010 in Melbourne? Slim to none.

Chances of me going to Worldcon 2011 in Reno? Even less.

Overall, I had a great time, and Montreal is definitely a great city. Hopefully it won’t take me 10+ years to make it back there again this time.

Madness?! This! Is! Worldcon! [part 1 of 2]

This is the first half of my Worldcon wrap-up post where I inevitably forget to mention some person or event that I really intended to write about. The fact that I’m pretty wiped out from not getting nearly enough sleep isn’t going to help any with that.

The short summary (in no particular order): Talked to a lot of great people; ate a lot of great food (usually with some of the aforementioned great people); drank a modest amount of excellent alcohol; attended a really moving wake for the late Charlie Brown; attended the Hugos for the first time, got to see matociquala‘s expression when they said she’d won, got to carry her Hugo for a bit (it was both ridiculously gorgeous and ridiculously heavy); attended some good panels, many of which involved Neil Gaiman; was introduced to Neil Gaiman by jaylake; bought nothing at all in the really pathetic dealers’ room

The longer summary:

Wednesday: Hours of driving, including a stop in Vermont for a very tasty elk burger, followed by much construction in Quebec and arrival at the outskirts of Montreal just in time for rush hour. Doh.

Thursday: I got my badge and attended “Question Time with Neil Gaiman,” which was both entertaining and interesting. It ended up being my only panel of the day, since “In Conversation: Paul Krugman and Charles Stross” got moved to the evening, when I was scheduled to meet up with arcaedia and the delightful maryrobinette for drinks. Later that night, I realized that the InterContinental bar seemed to have become “the” bar, which saved me some walks down to the Delta.

Friday: The day with the most panels, as I managed to make it to “The New Media,” “From SF Reader to Economist” (Paul Krugman), and “The Campbell Awards (Not a Hugo, Honest!).” They were all well worth going to, but the Campbell Awards panel was the most entertaining, as jaylake, matociquala, maryrobinette and Wen Spencer were joined by surprise guests John Scalzi and Cory Doctorow for an in-depth discussion of the history and importance of the Campbell. I don’t understand why the room wasn’t packed. That evening I got together with jaylake, calendula_witch and arcaedia for a fabulous dinner at Aszu, followed by my one Delta party crawl of the weekend and a stop at the IC bar.

Saturday: I started the day eating excellent dim sum with matociquala, stillsostrange and arcaedia, then went to Neil Gaiman’s reading, and then there was maryrobinette‘s puppetry panel. After that I had the privilege of attending a small wake for Charles Brown, which was filled with lots of moving and/or funny stories from his friends and plenty of toasts to his memory. Then it was dinner and catching the very end of “Gaiman Reads Doctorow” before attempting to get to sleep early, since that seemed unlikely to happen on Sunday night.

To be continued in part 2…..