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2003-06-16

I’m still a bit wired from this weekends sf-con. I have things to write, as I’ve promised Sten that I’ll write about the etymological dictionary I snatched up as it slipped by his otherwise preying gaze in my next fanzine. Since he hadn’t seen it in the first place, I could see nothing faulty in my behaviour. It is about words that have their origins as names. (Did you know that pamphlet comes from the main character in a 12th Century poem about a pimp? Fitting, yes?)

The con was a lot of fun, although the ad hoc power struggles between different parts of the building that housed the con did its best to wound it mortally with bizarre policies — it did succeed to make it bleed towards the evening when it became hard to enter the building after 18:00.

I sat down mostly and managed to ignore more of the programme than ever before. Two panel discussions I had to attend as I was in the panel — no way out there. But I can’t really complain though. One was about the silly mainstream vs genre literature. I see them as literature only, and try to find good books period, no matter what marketing gimmick it says on the spine. The other panel was about Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

However, I have had serious thoughts about one of the other things I went and saw as a passive audience: the fan guest of honour interview. I don’t think it is a part of the programme, so I shouldn’t feel guilty that I was there and watched it. Not that I do, but still, sort of. Anyway, some (but not much) beer and whisky was drunk, and food eaten. Meet nice people too.