elfwench: (GenCon)
GenCon was fun. It was an adventure in itself. There were some frustrations, but on the whole this was one of the best GenCon's ever for me.

I stayed at the Omni Severin with [livejournal.com profile] jarlina and her crew in a handicapped accessible single room with a kingsized bed. Kids on the floor, baby in the armchair with it facing the wall  to make a fourth side, and the three adults platonically sharing the bed. [livejournal.com profile] jarlina slept in the middle to keep it from being weird. Those three nights were the three best night's sleep I've had in the last three years. I guess I need to find myself a suitable someone to fill the other side of my bed so I can sleep better.

Speaking, of, yesterday I saw a guy in costume. He was dressed as a barbarian; shirtless, shaved head with a mohawk, and a huge fake beard, and he could have been Keeper's twin. I did a double and tripletake and finally affirmed for certain it wasn't him when I heard him speaking to someone else and the voice didn't match. That smarted a tad, but I'm okay. So here are the highlights...

RA Salvatore
So Thursday I was watching the kids, including the almost 3 year old who is on the Autistic Spectrum and the 10 month old in the Children's Pavilion while their mom was checking into the hotel (we stayed at the Omni), and they announce, "RA Salvatore, signing books between 2:00 PM and 3:00 PM, first 50 people get a free paperback copy of The Ghost King, starting in 5 minutes, blah, blah, blah." And they kept announcing variances thereof, shifting quickly to "Now signing..." la as I waited on pins and needles. You have to understand, this man is my author idol and we email with each other. A couple years ago, same day I broke my leg, he remembered me from my email and asked me how Robert was doing and that touched me. He has been almost a friend to me, giving me advice on writing and life, though we don't email often.

Johnna got back and it's half an hour into the signing and I told her I had to go to the signing. I zoomed off on my power chair at speeds varying between 4 mph and .25 mph, depending on traffic. I got in line. I waited, chatting with people in line. I halfway wondered if he would remember me, and he did! I got the last copy of Ghost King. It makes my third copy... I have a hardback copy, and a galley proof that I almost brought with me to be signed (I won that as a consolation prize when I was trying to win a hardback copy of Ghost King from WotC... They ran out of swag for consolation prizes, so the WotC guy running the contest said, "I thought you'd enjoy a galley proof." I'm blessed in these things happening that way.) But I didn't want to risk damaging it in transit. 

So, at my turn and I'm there with no book, and a wish that I can get one, and I got the last free book.  He again asked how I was doing, as did his wife. We had a short chat 

He said, "Morgan, let me think, what's your handle when you write to me... elfwench?"  I nodded enthusiastically. How many fans must write to him, and he can remember that? "Is it okay if I make this book out to elfwench?"

He signed it, reiterating his wisdom that we have discussed  before in email about positive attitude, something I've learned since following The Secret / the Law of Attraction as well. 

To Elfwench,
Every sunrise,
every sunset,
a blessing.

RA Salvatore

Of all the books he's signed to me, this one, the only signed one that's a paperback, is the most precious because this is most specifically to me and about me.

Saturday he had his normal talk/Q&A and I asked him about the main character in another non-WotC series of books the first one is called The Highwayman. The main protagonist, who becomes The Highwayman, starts off life as a horribly crippled individual. And then later has a dual life of being sometimes extremely agile and then sometimes reverting back to his true disability. That's all I want to tell you so I don't give you any spoilers as to the how and the why. This protagonist is cruelly called Stork because of his disability. So I asked him, what was his inspiration for this character. He said Stork is one of his favorite characters. And he said he's watched people and children who struggle with horribly debilitating disabilities and wondered how life looked through their eyes, and as he's telling me and the others this, he can't take his eyes off of me, and I could have sworn he started to get a little teary there as he looked at me.

Speed Dating, the Dying Battery, and the Zombies

Friday my big event was Speed Dating at 9:00 PM. I had other events but, that was the big one. The thing I did not realize as I started out my day was, I did not have a full charge on my battery. So, [livejournal.com profile] jarlina and Patrick had Knights of the Dinner Table reading at 6:00 - a three hour event - that was at the Marriot, and my Speed Dating was at Union Station, right across from The Omni. Now, despite my speed advantage of having a chair that goes up to 4 mph, it takes me longer because of having to go extra distance to elevators and such as we traversed through the gerbil tubes. So, Laurel, the 12 year old, pushed the stroller and the 7 and 10 year olds really were not wanting to try to keep up with us. So travel from the convention center to the Omni took almost an hour and much frustration with the dawdlers and anxiety as I saw my battery charge dwindling into the red. Plus, I got stuck in the handicapped lift once we got to the Omni which added to frustration and ate time.

Got to the room plugged up my chair for half an hour and L (12) and M (10) set to making PB&J's for the lot of them while I got the baby his bottle, changed clothes (I wore a skirt!), and *gasp* put on make-up.

Then we had to make the trip back. Battery charge was just barely into the Green as we left, with a wish and a prayer to the Battery Gods. M (10)  and J (7), were whiny and uncooperative, being both tired of walking, as we trekked back. That didn't help my nerves.

A little after 8:00, as we were almost to the convention center, [livejournal.com profile] jarlina called to let me know she was done and on her way back, Patrick was at the second reading. We met up, and she guided me, with only two red lights remaining on the meter, the street route (much shorter) to Union Station. As we were making it through the convention center, though, to get to the street, we had to fight our way upstream through the annual Zombie March, which aggravated both us and the Zombies. I'm sorry, but no pack of Zombies was going to keep me from getting to that speed dating event. Many Zombies were as WTF about our plowing through with our "Excuse me's" and "Pardon me's" as we were about the presence of Zombies and no way to go around them. Some were actually disgruntled. Of course, I've never known a happy Zombie, have you?

We came out the other side and I did a quick headcount.

"Where's L?" I asked, realizing it was the eldest child that was missing.

[livejournal.com profile] jarlina and I both exclaimed the same time, "She must have gotten lost in the zombies!"

We then burst out into laughter. "Only at GenCon," we decided "Could you honestly say, "I lost my child in a pack of zombies."" We laughed. A few minutes later L showed up, babbling about zombies.

No sooner did we part ways at the Omni and I started searching for the entrance to Union Station when I went down to one red light. I pulled in, and asked where is "The House", which was what was given as the location for the event, and would I be able to plug in my chair there? The guy behind the Event HQ desk offered to plug in my chair, and then had one of his helpers escort me via the freight elevator (It's the original Union Station train station, very old but beautiful historic building.) down to The House. I grabbed my crutches and went with lady, who was also very nice.

Speed dating turned out to be a blast. I didn't even really need that Rum & Coke I had ordered for fortitude once I got there.Turns out "The House" is actually a bar in Union Station and the  There were several guys there I put on the Yes list. I hope some of them put me on theirs, too. When I was done, I was escorted back up by the nice gentleman who had let me plug in my chair.

Thankfully, Omni was right across the street, so half a block to the front entrance to the hotel and then an elevator ride up to the 9th floor. I made sure to leave my chair plugged in all night long this time.

Larry Elmore
Today, I almost went straight home but decided to make one last run through the Exhibit Hall.I wanted to get a memento, something more than the new set of dice. So I was going through the hall while waiting to meet up with Patrick & Johnna, and I happen by Larry Elmore's booth. I had noted the first day that he had small $10 prints, and I thought "Small art is better than no art." I had a notion of a couple prints of his I'd like to have. I looked through a book to see if I could find one of the ones I was trying to describe as people were currently in front of the small prints, all the while gushing about how I'm a fan and I've always wanted to have one of his prints, even if it was just a little one.

Then I turned a page in the book and I saw the original cover art for the first printing of RA Salvatore's The Crystal Shard. Cue a major onset of ZOMGWANT! Forget all the other art of his I love, all the lovely heroines, I had to have this one. I told them what a fan I was of RA Salvatore as well.

"Do you have that one in the small prints?" I asked excitedly.

The saleslady said, "The only one we have left is this." She holds up the largest size print they have. My face lit up at the sight of it and I got moist (I am not sure, but I think I may have actually verbally squee'd). then fell as she told me it's $45 dollars.

Larry Elmore himself spoke up at that point and asked, "Can you afford $20?" 

I all but wet myself.

I thanked him profusely. He signed it for me. And then he had them help me by finding a cardboard tube to put it in so I could get it home safely. Talk about making my day! Hell, that and my RA Salvatore interactions made my whole 'Con.

Home again, home again, jiggity jig
Lost my keys somewhere along the line. I don't know, may have just misplaced them in one of the bags. I'll find out when I unpack. But I'd had keys made for Robert and Johnna, so Johnna gave me back her copy. I got home, and the key would not work in the lock. Thank goodness I'd gotten that prepaid cell phone, so I called Robert, and his key works, and he showed up within 15 minutes. But, goodness, am I tired. It's a good tired though. But thank goodness for the power chair or I wouldn't have been able to do the last 4 days. As much as I really didn't want the thing, I'm finally realizing that it is, indeed, a blessing to have it under the circumstances.

Robert says he needs to have a talk with me about me and my life on Monday. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I'm hoping it's not another lecture.
elfwench: (Default)
GenCon was fun. It was an adventure in itself. There were some frustrations, but on the whole this was one of the best GenCon's ever for me.

I stayed at the Omni Severin with [livejournal.com profile] jarlina and her crew in a handicapped accessible single room with a kingsized bed. Kids on the floor, baby in the armchair with it facing the wall  to make a fourth side, and the three adults platonically sharing the bed. [livejournal.com profile] jarlina slept in the middle to keep it from being weird. Those three nights were the three best night's sleep I've had in the last three years. I guess I need to find myself a suitable someone to fill the other side of my bed so I can sleep better.

Speaking, of, yesterday I saw a guy in costume. He was dressed as a barbarian; shirtless, shaved head with a mohawk, and a huge fake beard, and he could have been Keeper's twin. I did a double and tripletake and finally affirmed for certain it wasn't him when I heard him speaking to someone else and the voice didn't match. That smarted a tad, but I'm okay. So here are the highlights...

RA Salvatore
So Thursday I was watching the kids, including the almost 3 year old who is on the Autistic Spectrum and the 10 month old in the Children's Pavilion while their mom was checking into the hotel (we stayed at the Omni), and they announce, "RA Salvatore, signing books between 2:00 PM and 3:00 PM, first 50 people get a free paperback copy of The Ghost King, starting in 5 minutes, blah, blah, blah." And they kept announcing variances thereof, shifting quickly to "Now signing..." la as I waited on pins and needles. You have to understand, this man is my author idol and we email with each other. A couple years ago, same day I broke my leg, he remembered me from my email and asked me how Robert was doing and that touched me. He has been almost a friend to me, giving me advice on writing and life, though we don't email often.

Johnna got back and it's half an hour into the signing and I told her I had to go to the signing. I zoomed off on my power chair at speeds varying between 4 mph and .25 mph, depending on traffic. I got in line. I waited, chatting with people in line. I halfway wondered if he would remember me, and he did! I got the last copy of Ghost King. It makes my third copy... I have a hardback copy, and a galley proof that I almost brought with me to be signed (I won that as a consolation prize when I was trying to win a hardback copy of Ghost King from WotC... They ran out of swag for consolation prizes, so the WotC guy running the contest said, "I thought you'd enjoy a galley proof." I'm blessed in these things happening that way.) But I didn't want to risk damaging it in transit. 

So, at my turn and I'm there with no book, and a wish that I can get one, and I got the last free book.  He again asked how I was doing, as did his wife. We had a short chat 

He said, "Morgan, let me think, what's your handle when you write to me... elfwench?"  I nodded enthusiastically. How many fans must write to him, and he can remember that? "Is it okay if I make this book out to elfwench?"

He signed it, reiterating his wisdom that we have discussed  before in email about positive attitude, something I've learned since following The Secret / the Law of Attraction as well. 

To Elfwench,
Every sunrise,
every sunset,
a blessing.

RA Salvatore

Of all the books he's signed to me, this one, the only signed one that's a paperback, is the most precious because this is most specifically to me and about me.

Saturday he had his normal talk/Q&A and I asked him about the main character in another non-WotC series of books the first one is called The Highwayman. The main protagonist, who becomes The Highwayman, starts off life as a horribly crippled individual. And then later has a dual life of being sometimes extremely agile and then sometimes reverting back to his true disability. That's all I want to tell you so I don't give you any spoilers as to the how and the why. This protagonist is cruelly called Stork because of his disability. So I asked him, what was his inspiration for this character. He said Stork is one of his favorite characters. And he said he's watched people and children who struggle with horribly debilitating disabilities and wondered how life looked through their eyes, and as he's telling me and the others this, he can't take his eyes off of me, and I could have sworn he started to get a little teary there as he looked at me.

Speed Dating, the Dying Battery, and the Zombies

Friday my big event was Speed Dating at 9:00 PM. I had other events but, that was the big one. The thing I did not realize as I started out my day was, I did not have a full charge on my battery. So, [livejournal.com profile] jarlina and Patrick had Knights of the Dinner Table reading at 6:00 - a three hour event - that was at the Marriot, and my Speed Dating was at Union Station, right across from The Omni. Now, despite my speed advantage of having a chair that goes up to 4 mph, it takes me longer because of having to go extra distance to elevators and such as we traversed through the gerbil tubes. So, Laurel, the 12 year old, pushed the stroller and the 7 and 10 year olds really were not wanting to try to keep up with us. So travel from the convention center to the Omni took almost an hour and much frustration with the dawdlers and anxiety as I saw my battery charge dwindling into the red. Plus, I got stuck in the handicapped lift once we got to the Omni which added to frustration and ate time.

Got to the room plugged up my chair for half an hour and L (12) and M (10) set to making PB&J's for the lot of them while I got the baby his bottle, changed clothes (I wore a skirt!), and *gasp* put on make-up.

Then we had to make the trip back. Battery charge was just barely into the Green as we left, with a wish and a prayer to the Battery Gods. M (10)  and J (7), were whiny and uncooperative, being both tired of walking, as we trekked back. That didn't help my nerves.

A little after 8:00, as we were almost to the convention center, [livejournal.com profile] jarlina called to let me know she was done and on her way back, Patrick was at the second reading. We met up, and she guided me, with only two red lights remaining on the meter, the street route (much shorter) to Union Station. As we were making it through the convention center, though, to get to the street, we had to fight our way upstream through the annual Zombie March, which aggravated both us and the Zombies. I'm sorry, but no pack of Zombies was going to keep me from getting to that speed dating event. Many Zombies were as WTF about our plowing through with our "Excuse me's" and "Pardon me's" as we were about the presence of Zombies and no way to go around them. Some were actually disgruntled. Of course, I've never known a happy Zombie, have you?

We came out the other side and I did a quick headcount.

"Where's L?" I asked, realizing it was the eldest child that was missing.

[livejournal.com profile] jarlina and I both exclaimed the same time, "She must have gotten lost in the zombies!"

We then burst out into laughter. "Only at GenCon," we decided "Could you honestly say, "I lost my child in a pack of zombies."" We laughed. A few minutes later L showed up, babbling about zombies.

No sooner did we part ways at the Omni and I started searching for the entrance to Union Station when I went down to one red light. I pulled in, and asked where is "The House", which was what was given as the location for the event, and would I be able to plug in my chair there? The guy behind the Event HQ desk offered to plug in my chair, and then had one of his helpers escort me via the freight elevator (It's the original Union Station train station, very old but beautiful historic building.) down to The House. I grabbed my crutches and went with lady, who was also very nice.

Speed dating turned out to be a blast. I didn't even really need that Rum & Coke I had ordered for fortitude once I got there.Turns out "The House" is actually a bar in Union Station and the  There were several guys there I put on the Yes list. I hope some of them put me on theirs, too. When I was done, I was escorted back up by the nice gentleman who had let me plug in my chair.

Thankfully, Omni was right across the street, so half a block to the front entrance to the hotel and then an elevator ride up to the 9th floor. I made sure to leave my chair plugged in all night long this time.

Larry Elmore
Today, I almost went straight home but decided to make one last run through the Exhibit Hall.I wanted to get a memento, something more than the new set of dice. So I was going through the hall while waiting to meet up with Patrick & Johnna, and I happen by Larry Elmore's booth. I had noted the first day that he had small $10 prints, and I thought "Small art is better than no art." I had a notion of a couple prints of his I'd like to have. I looked through a book to see if I could find one of the ones I was trying to describe as people were currently in front of the small prints, all the while gushing about how I'm a fan and I've always wanted to have one of his prints, even if it was just a little one.

Then I turned a page in the book and I saw the original cover art for the first printing of RA Salvatore's The Crystal Shard. Cue a major onset of ZOMGWANT! Forget all the other art of his I love, all the lovely heroines, I had to have this one. I told them what a fan I was of RA Salvatore as well.

"Do you have that one in the small prints?" I asked excitedly.

The saleslady said, "The only one we have left is this." She holds up the largest size print they have. My face lit up at the sight of it and I got moist (I am not sure, but I think I may have actually verbally squee'd). then fell as she told me it's $45 dollars.

Larry Elmore himself spoke up at that point and asked, "Can you afford $20?" 

I all but wet myself.

I thanked him profusely. He signed it for me. And then he had them help me by finding a cardboard tube to put it in so I could get it home safely. Talk about making my day! Hell, that and my RA Salvatore interactions made my whole 'Con.

Home again, home again, jiggity jig
Lost my keys somewhere along the line. I don't know, may have just misplaced them in one of the bags. I'll find out when I unpack. But I'd had keys made for Robert and Johnna, so Johnna gave me back her copy. I got home, and the key would not work in the lock. Thank goodness I'd gotten that prepaid cell phone, so I called Robert, and his key works, and he showed up within 15 minutes. But, goodness, am I tired. It's a good tired though. But thank goodness for the power chair or I wouldn't have been able to do the last 4 days. As much as I really didn't want the thing, I'm finally realizing that it is, indeed, a blessing to have it under the circumstances.

Robert says he needs to have a talk with me about me and my life on Monday. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I'm hoping it's not another lecture.

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