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May 22nd, 2009

Wiscon 1

To those of you who aren't able to make it: you are missed.

There was an LJ party tonight, with stickers and a sinful sheet cake with "Welcome LJers" ( I think--some of it was missing by the time I got there) in blue letters. Many hugs were exchanged and news caught up on before the excitement which is the first day of Wiscon caught up with me and I had to come upstairs to be very quiet for a while.

The day began, much earlier than I'm used to, with the Writers' Workshops. Four first chapters of four very different novels, all presenting fascinating topics of discussion. We talked about Narrative Tension, Exposition, Pacing, and Language, with much waving of hands and talking at once. I'm a big believer in the free-for-all or scrum style of workshop--which is only practical in a group of four or five goodnatured souls. Which this most certainly was. I think the participants had a good time. I certainly did.

The rest of the day was given over to the thing I love most about Wiscon: conversations. Because I was working the Clothing Swap booth at the Gathering, many of these were about clothes. Ellen and I have a habit of taking a piece of donated clothing--a jacket, a sweater, a particularly delicious dress--and trolling through the room with it, looking for its person. I placed a stretchy black velvet number with maribou cuffs with our very own ktempest, and a red leather jacket with a former Clarion student, and an assortment of shirts and jackets with perfect strangers I walked up to and said, "Here, try this on." Sometimes it worked; sometimes it didn't. But it sure was fun.

Falling over now. Tomorrow, a reading and a panel. And the Farmer's Market. Can't wait.

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