I got back from Worldcon yesterday night. Things are still a bit of a blur. My mind has been dragged every which way by so many good feelings. Truly. Honestly. So what follows is a recap of things I can remember right now, in a completely random and nonsensical order. If I forgot you for some reason, please smack me in the comments.
I went to Worldcon with my besterestestest friend ever! On top of that, I met a lot of folks I consider to be friends, but whom I have not met in person. Friendship is wonderful!
I’ve never been to Worldcon (or any straight SF/F convention), so I didn’t really know what to expect (I suspect the same is true for Jen, who came with me, but I can’t speak for her). Sure, a few folks offered a lot of opinions about it, but since we’re all a little different, I didn’t know exactly what to make of it all. There were also those worrisome bits involving The Song of the South and what not prior to the actual event.
That said, I had an absolute blast. I’ve been to anime conventions before, but since I’ve never been embedded into the anime world, I always felt a little like an outsider at such places. At
Worldcon, the tables had turned. I actually knew people. More surprising was the fact that some folks knew me. Nothing could really have prepared me for that. In a weird way, Worldcon felt like the kind of place at which I belonged — a literature-heavy SF/F/ bonanaza! Would I go again? Yes. And if I can afford to do so next year, it’ll happen.
We recorded a whole bunch of interviews and discussions at Worldcon. Expect them to appear on The Skiffy and Fanty Show soon! Needless to say, it was awesome.
After hearing about the horror show on the first day of the WSFS meetings (from Rachael Acks), I decided I’d rather spend my days talking with people who won’t make me feel like stabbing myself. There’s a podcast about this stuff coming soon…
It sucks. The Alamo is about as unimpressive as the giant ball of twine in Cawker City, Kansas. I get that you’re not really supposed to leave the hotels and convention areas, but San Antonio made it so you never had a reason to anyway. Maybe that’s kind of the point.
I’m not sure if this is normal, having never attended before, but the average age of a Worldcon attendee seemed to be in the area of 55. More 20s-30s seemed to show up over the weekend, but they were insanely outnumbered by older folks. We talked about this very thing in one of the recording sessions at Worldcon, which will show up on The Skiffy and Fanty Show page eventually.
There were an awful lot of white male folks at Worldcon. Perhaps that has something to do with the venue, or maybe it’s just a normal occurrence. All I can say is this: it’s just weird. That’s how I feel about it now. I spend my workdays surrounded by women, people of color, etc. So going from a relatively (though incompletely) diverse space to one that seemed, at least from my view of things, nearly monolithic in form…well, it was just plain weird.
I’ll break this down into mini sections:
- I was genuinely surprised to see so many panels about SF from elsewhere in the world. Based on some of my interactions with certain factions of the SF/F community involved in Worldcon, I seriously expected the world to get ignored. Future Worldcons should certainly do more, but I applaud the effort.
- The combat panel with Elizabeth Bear, Elizabeth Moon, etc. was quite interesting, though Jen and I were both surprised at the weird gender split: this particular panel featured all women; the other combat-related panel featured all men. I don’t know what to make of that right now. In any case, the panel was awesome.
- I think we went to every panel on which Tobias Buckell was a panelist. He was awesome.
- Myke Cole did a stint as Lou Anders for a panel featuring authors I happen to really like. He was hilarious.
- Why were Scott Lynch, Nick Mamatas, Myke Cole, and so many other authors and professionals absent from the programming (with the exception of Myke, who moderated a panel)? Seriously.
- The most annoying thing about programming at Worldcon: all the folks who have no business being on a panel about X because they are not reasonable authorities about X. Jen and I went to several panels in which one or two of the panelists either didn’t know why they’d been pegged for that panel or simply didn’t belong. Case in point: the panel on the future of the US-Mexico border featured absolutely zero Mexican and/or Hispanic panelists (as far as I could tell). Apparently what counts as “qualified to talk about the US-Mexico border” are “folks who live or lived near or crossed a border somewhere on the planet.”
This is probably the worst example, but we also saw a lot of panels about science or subgenres or writing that featured folks who simply didn’t fit in. There were so many professionals and knowledgeable folks at Worldcon, so it doesn’t make much sense, to be honest.
- Would it be possible to stop having panels about subjects SF/F peeps have been debating pointlessly for decades? And can moderators start cutting these questions out from consideration? Why are we still talking about the definition of space opera or loose explanations for the connection between science and genre?
- Julia Rios (for putting up with my ridiculous humor and being awesome)
- Mike Underwood (you upstaging bastard…also: you sold me a lot of books, man)
- Emma Newman (for the lovely mini-view)
- J.A. Pitts (for hanging out at lunch and the amazing conversation on Monday)
- Arley Sorg (ditto)
- Tobias Buckell (for putting up with my fanboy nonsense and agreeing to an interview)
- Nick Mamatas (for so many many many things, not least of which involved buying me breakfast, agreeing to an interview and discussion, and offering to help get Japanese authors on The Skiffy and Fanty Show next year)
- Myke Cole (for fun times and for trusting Jen and I enough to open up to us about things I won’t mention here; it was incredible meeting you for the first time, and I’m certain we’ll be friends for a long time to come)
- Stina Leicht (for being awesome)
- Cassandra Clarke (for hanging out during lunch and having so many interesting things to say about so much)
- Chuck Wendig (for talking to Jen and I at the last minute, and for saying nice things about us on your blog and Twitter)
- Keffy Kehrli (for stalking me relentlessly — kidding! You rock!)
- Paul Cornell (for saying you enjoyed the interview we did with you on The Skiffy and Fanty Show — warm fuzzies)
- Jay Lake (saw your film and it was amazing, but not nearly as amazing as you — it was also wonderful seeing both you and your daughter on stage at the Hugos)
- Sam Sykes (for being incredibly interesting in a random hallway in the dealer’s room)
- Rachael Acks (for being incredibly awesome and coming to every single one of our walk-by recording sessions)
- Justin Landon (for doing things that we will not discuss in public, because what happens at Worldcon stays at Worldcon — it’s on Twitter, though…)
- Michael J. Martinez (for hanging out and making life interesting — also: we’re inventing a game called “Find Mike”; players will have to look at random pictures from Worldcon and see if they can find you in the sea of faces)
- J.R. Vogt (for chatting about RPGs, writing, and geeky things with us)
- Max Gladstone (for the wonderful chat at Drinks with Authors)
- Paul Genesse (for forgetting my beautiful face, but making up for it beautifully with a signed book!)
- Laureen Hudson (for the in-depth talk about small presses, life on a boat, and so much more)
- And so many other people I can’t remember at the moment. It was wonderful meeting you all!
- George R. R. Martin and Rory McCann (who plays The Hound on Game of Thrones) showed up to accept an award. Holy crap! That’s awesome!
- I was pleasantly surprised to see Ken Liu’s short story win over Aliette de Bodard’s “Immersion.” Though I voted for the latter, it’s hard to be disappointed with Liu’s amazing work winning an award.
- Some of the things folks picked to win will probably haunt me for a decade. Wrong, wrong…WRONG. Go figure.
Person #1: The panels are done for the day. How are we going to keep this party going?
Person #2: With alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.
- Galaxy’s Edge #4 edited by Mike Resnick
- The Stars Do Not Lie by Jay Lake (booklet)
- Justice League International #1 and #2
- Just League of America #2, #3, and #5
- Asimov’s Science Fiction (July 2000 and October/November 2000)
- Obsidian & Blood by Aliette de Bodard (omnibus)
- A Walk in the Abyss (various authors)
- Emilie & the Hollow World by Martha Wells
- Nexus by Ramez Naam
- Crux by Ramez Naam
- Dreams & Nightmares #93
- Between Two Thorns by Emma Newman
- A Star Above It (vol. 1): Selected Stories of Chad Oliver
- The Straits of Galahesh by Bradley P. Beaulieu
- The Assassin’s Curse by Cassandra Rose Clarke
- Sixty-One Nails by Mike Shevdon
- The Blue Blazes by Chuck Wendig
- Greatshadow by James Maxey
- King Maker by Maurice Broaddus
- Bedlaw by James Lovegrove
- Hounded by Kevin Hearne
- The Darwin Elevator by Jason M. Hough
- The Concrete Grove by Gary McMahon
- Crown of the Blood by Gav Thorpe
- The Alchemist of Souls by Anne Lyle
- Chris F. Holm by Dead Harvest
- A Discourse in Steel by Paul. S. Kemp
- The Lowest Heaven (various)
- Speculative Fiction 2012 edited by Justin Landon and Jared Shurin
- Entertainment by Algis Budrys
- Far From This Earth (vol. 2): Selected Stories of Chad Oliver
- Self-Reference Engine by Toh EnJoe
- Lord of Mountains by S.M. Stirling