I responded something like ‘thanks, but no thanks’. I found a place to sit and watched people and
basked in a job well done. Then it
dawned on me. I misread the text. My friend, Ms Low Maintenance, who never asks
for ANYTHING…wanted me to get an autograph for HER. I felt like an idiot.
I gathered my crap and hustled down stairs and across the
expo floor to the Browncoats booth. Luckily
I knew where it was. Luckily it’s toward the back of the convention center where
the crowds are thin. Luckily I made great time. Luckily nothing. I was too
late. I missed out.
I texted my friend the bad news. Then I looked through the
program guide and saw that Seanan was signing in the Sails Pavilion on Sunday. Ah
ha! A chance for redemption.
Sunday. I had a mission. I got in line.
The signing was a group of authors. They are lined up across a couple of tables. Books were being sold. Because I was early I got a free book. The
people selling the books gave away free versions of Morgan Rhodes new book. Morgan Rhodes was at the table. I got that
signed. Yeah me.
Not long later I got Seanan to sign a couple of books; one for
my friend and one for me. Somehow,
Seanan and I talked about WorldCon and the Hugos. She told me she had set a record for most
nominations in a year. She asked if I voted.
She suggested I vote. Not for her specifically, although she wouldn’t
mind that…she wanted to ensure I upheld my duties and voted.
After making vague promises about voting, I left and texted
my friend that I got a book signed her.
AH
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