Challenger Logo by Alan White   A Science Fiction Fanzine   Winter 2004/5

 

Mike Resnick's Noreascon IV Diary

Sunday

Monday

Tuesday
August 31
Wednesday
September 1
Thursday
September 2
Friday
September 3
Saturday
September 4
Sunday
September 5
Monday
September 6
Tuesday
September 7

Wednesday

Thursday

Friday

Saturday

Monday, September 6: One last bit of business and then I was free to be a fan again for what little remained of the con. I had lunch with Chris Roberson, a fine new writer and the publisher of Monkeybrain Books. I had sold him a Lucifer Jones story - I love the title: "The Island of Annoyed Souls" - for an anthology he was editing, and we talked about his bringing the three Lucifer Jones books back into print as trade paperbacks. I don't know what will come of it - he's the newest of the new publishers, and he's just getting established -- but it's nice to know Lucifer still has fans. He's my favorite of all my characters, and he'd been in mothballs for eleven year due to lack of interest. Then, suddenly, he's in Argosy and Chris' anthology and Adventure Tales, and I imagine Monkeybrain or someone else will reissue the books in the next year or three. Lord knows I've written more important stuff, lots of it -- but if I could only write one thing for the rest of my life, it'd be Lucifer Jones stories. I just love them, and I'm grateful that there are once again some editors who feel the same.

And that ended my business for the con. I met Carol and Bill and Cokie Cavin, and we took a ducks tour, an amphibious bus (same thing as last year's hippo tour in Toronto). Our driver had honed his routine, and we got a groan-inducing pun or a joke with long whiskers on it every fifteen seconds for the whole two-hour tour.

Then we went back to the Sheraton and met my Listserv members for dinner -- Bob Faw, John Teehan and his lady, Adrienne Gormley, Guy and Rosy Lillian, a number of others - and wound up where we'd started: at Marche, which can accommodate a group like that on two seconds' notice. Carol came up to the CFG suite for an hour or two, then went to the room to pack and turn in early. I hit the few remaining parties, wandered down to the con suite for an hour, then back to CFG, where John Hertz had stopped by, and visited with him until maybe 5:30 AM.

 

Tuesday, September 7: Carol figured that I'd had about twenty hours sleep in the last five nights, so she very thoughtfully went out, bought some blueberry muffins, and brought them and coffee back to the room before waking me. We checked out, met Jeff Calhoun, took a shuttle to the airport, were joined by Mary Martin and Debbie Oakes, and flew home.

I found 1778 e-mails waiting for me. After I'd painstakingly eliminated the spam, one piece at a time, there were 114 left.

I just love the way technology has simplified my life.

 

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