• CEMurphy,  Comics,  Daily Life,  Fandom


    So I got outbid on that fabulous 1920s style dress, as I’d expected to. I was regretful but not surprised, and started poking around at other not-quite-so-good ones.

    Then I got an email from a reader.

    She’d clicked through to see the dress, her husband had seen her looking at it, surmised that she wanted it, and bid on it for her. “But,” she said, “I didn’t want it, I was just looking at it, so would it be too weird if I just had the seller send it to you?”

    After I collected my jaw off the floor and squeaked about insisting she let me repay her (“I have all your books,” she said. “Even BABA YAGA’S DAUGHTER?” I asked somewhat incredulously. “Even BYD!” she said. I LOVE YOU, READER LADY! (whose name I am not outing in case she doesn’t want me to, but I LOVE YOU!)), I allowed that it would not be Too Weird, and, well:


    So the party was absolutely smashing, and I’ll be posting portraits I took, but not today because wrong computer. :)

    Between and around the party, we went to the farmers’ market, where I delivered a couple of lemon cupcakes to the green grocer I’d bought lemons from* the weekend previous, and had on my way out promised her some lemon cake. She was swanning around inhaling them and not letting other people even have a whiff. :)

    We also went out to DICE, the comics expo out in Dundrum, where we caught up with Paul Cornell (for the second time this YEAR! and he’ll be at WFC, too! 3 times in one year! almost making up for not seeing him for years in a row!), and chatted with Michael and Leony Carroll for a while, which was good fun. Oh, and after a bout of shyness, Young Indiana warmed up to Michael and let himself be held, only to be put down when Spider-Man came over. Young Indiana ran to Spider-Man and hugged him, which, tragically, I did not get the camera out in time for, but:




    Having tired ourselves going to DICE, we then went home and prepared** a delicious repast of bbq chicken for ourselves and my parents, who then took over the care and feeding*** of Young Indiana so we could go to the above-mentioned party.

    After staying out/up until 2am, an hour I cannot last remember seeing voluntarily, we came home and collapsed into bed. Upon the arrival of Sunday morning, we lurched out of bed at the appointed times and I dragged myself back to DICE in time for the 11am Breaking into Comics panel and the following Not Just A Boys’ Club, the latter of which was genuinely inspiring, with the amount of passion and drive coming from the panelists. I had a minute or two to talk to CB Cebulski, who remains a terrific human being, spoke with the PR guy from 2000 AD (Paul Cornell, the day before, had said to me, “Why aren’t you writing for 2000 AD?” I said, “I don’t know, aren’t I too American?” and Michael said, “The creator of Judge Dredd was American!”, so I guess not. :)), saw a number of friends, discussed the state of the SF/F/comics world, chatted up an artist I recognised from last year, and generally had a good old time until I concluded going home before I turned into a pumpkin would be a good idea.

    Still wrecked, but a great weekend. Now if I could just find my fitbit…

    *As it turned out, I was too lazy and didn’t use the lemons, but bottled lemon juice for the cake, but don’t tell anybody.

    **By “we prepared” I mean “Ted prepared”

    ***It is true that Young Indiana had been fed and indeed put to bed by the time we even got ready, nevermind left, but you get the idea.

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    comic con schedule, version 1

    Ok, my Comic Con schedule is starting to take shape. Currently it looks something like this:

    Daytime is free, with a potential lunch with (of all things) a friend from Ireland :)
    Evening is Preview Night. Expect incoherency from the chick who’s flown over from Ireland.

    Evening: Random House party (that sounds totally different than what it actually is! *laughs*)

    Looking at our World: Eye on the Present
    Authors discuss how they use the supernatural in stories of contemporary society: Kelley Armstrong (Women of the Otherworld), LA Banks (The Vampire Huntress Legend Series), Kate Brallier (The Boundless Deep), Marjorie M. Liu (The Iron Hunt), C.E. Murphy (The Negotiator Trilogy), Justine Musk (Lord of Bones), Lilith Saintcrow (The Dante Valentine Series), and moderator Samantha Sommersby (Forbidden: The Revolution).

    Looking at our World: Eye on the Present panelists autographing in the Comic-Con Autograph Area

    11:00: LUNA-sponsored book signing. HOUSE OF CARDS will be available. Other books should perhaps be purchased ahead of time and brought for signing. :)

    SUNDAY, JULY 27:
    12:30ish: Lunch with /Goth_Huntress

    still unscheduled:
    “Carpe food” with my editor (her phrasing, not mine. *snickers*)
    catching up/eating with JG
    catching up/eating with Jim/Cam, which I EXPECT TO HEAR FROM CAM ABOUT, SIR o.o
    hopefully some kind of CBLDF thing
    hopefully some time at the Dabel Bros booth
    time at the Del Rey booth to do a video interview

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    it’s monday?

    Apparently it’s Monday, and I’m not entirely clear on how that happened. I feel like I’m several days, at least, behind. I woke up at 7:something this morning, thought, “I should get up now,” decided to lie in for a few more minutes, had a rather scattered yet vivid dream involving not so much Dean and Sam as the Impala (which the Good Ol’ Boy in the dream said was a Dodge Impala, wtf, but I was playing the part of a … girl/friend who was trying to replace the Impala (which didn’t actually need replacing, but I was *really* trying to find out some other thing to help solve the mystery that was going on, and so *dumb blonde giggle* well sure Dodge I mean it’s a car what do I know about them except he looooooooooved his car soooooooooo much) and the next time I really looked at the clock it was 9:00. I staggered out of bed a little confused.

    Then I nerved myself up for Certain Doom and called Continental Airlines, upon whom I am supposed to be flying to Comic-Con. I’d gotten a notification last week after Dad reserved the ticket saying ‘The ticket hasn’t been issued due to technical problems, you need do nothing’, so I didn’t, and then after a couple of days of nothing I got nervous, and there was a bunch of jumping through hoops, and I emailed to say “um?” and they emailed back eventually and said “call this number”, so this morning I did, basically figuring the fare was going to have quadrupled (or even just doubled, that would’ve been more than problem enough) and that I wasn’t going to get to go.

    Instead I talked to a very nice guy who accidentally hung up on me, then to a very nice woman who explained they’d been having technical problems for the last week and she wouldn’t even try transferring me (which was how the first guy hung up on me), she’d just see if she could do all the website stuff herself. And she could, and did, and got me the plane ticket at the original price, and I am now waiting VERY NERVOUSLY for it to arrive in my email box as promised. Within an hour, she said. It’s been about half an hour now. If I don’t have it by noon or one my time I’ll call back and see if I can talk to her again specifically, since she knows what’s up with me.

    This is not much like writing a book. Furthermore, my brain is absolutely certain it’s Sunday (possibly Sunday the 29th of June, mind you, but Sunday) and that I really ought to get to have today off. Neither of these things are true.

    *stares nervously at email*

    ETA: ticket has arrived! I am going to ComicCon! EEEEEEEE!

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