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That above image was me when the convention ended.
I woke up Sunday quite sad. It was the last day of Can Con and that made me very sad. It had thus far been a fantastic convention and, though I was exhausted, I was sad to see it all come to a close.
I consider myself very fortunate in that I had nothing more than a reading Sunday, and so could spend the majority of my time at my table, surrounded by fantastic people. And so that's what I did, from 10am until just before 1pm.
That's when I had my reading. It went alright. Everyone always tells you that you read really well, but I know for a fact that words went missing, were added in, skipped over, mispronounced, and stuttered. Still, it was very fun, and I was in great company, both with my fellow readers (Erik Buchanan and Nicole Lavigne) and the audience.
Thanks everyone who came to the reading. You're all awesome.
I spent the last hour of the convention in the vendor's room, chatting with awesome people. The fabulous Jay Odjick dropped by for a chat. He's such a fantastic guy, and doing lots of amazing things. You should really check out his stuff.
And then, just like that, it was over. Three o;clock hit and that was it. The convention was over. I hung around for a little bit longer, slowly packing away my things, feeling very sad. I was very tired, and very hungry, and so happy.
This was, genuinely, the best Can Con I have ever attended, and I so, so, so, grateful to everyone involved - from the most excellent volunteers who busted their arses this convention, to fellow attendees and panellists, the fantastic guests of honour, and, of course, the organising team - Nicole Lavigne, Brandon Crilly, Evan May and the convention co-chairs Derek Künsken and Marie Bilodeau.
My goodness you've all outdone yourselves this year. I cannot wait until next year.
Thank you. Thank you. A thousand times, thank you.
I woke up Sunday quite sad. It was the last day of Can Con and that made me very sad. It had thus far been a fantastic convention and, though I was exhausted, I was sad to see it all come to a close.
I consider myself very fortunate in that I had nothing more than a reading Sunday, and so could spend the majority of my time at my table, surrounded by fantastic people. And so that's what I did, from 10am until just before 1pm.
That's when I had my reading. It went alright. Everyone always tells you that you read really well, but I know for a fact that words went missing, were added in, skipped over, mispronounced, and stuttered. Still, it was very fun, and I was in great company, both with my fellow readers (Erik Buchanan and Nicole Lavigne) and the audience.
Thanks everyone who came to the reading. You're all awesome.
I spent the last hour of the convention in the vendor's room, chatting with awesome people. The fabulous Jay Odjick dropped by for a chat. He's such a fantastic guy, and doing lots of amazing things. You should really check out his stuff.
And then, just like that, it was over. Three o;clock hit and that was it. The convention was over. I hung around for a little bit longer, slowly packing away my things, feeling very sad. I was very tired, and very hungry, and so happy.
This was, genuinely, the best Can Con I have ever attended, and I so, so, so, grateful to everyone involved - from the most excellent volunteers who busted their arses this convention, to fellow attendees and panellists, the fantastic guests of honour, and, of course, the organising team - Nicole Lavigne, Brandon Crilly, Evan May and the convention co-chairs Derek Künsken and Marie Bilodeau.
My goodness you've all outdone yourselves this year. I cannot wait until next year.
Thank you. Thank you. A thousand times, thank you.
Other great recaps of the weekend can be found by Susan N (also known as Jaggy Sue) and JenEric Designs.
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