Note to self: a week in the Mile High City while still recovering from bronchitis is perhaps not smart. The last day I kept finding myself panting.
It was a fine con, rather spread-out (and not just because the hotels were all over the place--someone told me that from the convention center doors to the dealer's room was 1/4 mile), but enjoyable. I got to Denver around 3pm, checked in at the hotel and changed clothes, and as
klages, my roommate, arrived at about the same time, we went over to get registered. The first person I encountered was Terry Boren, a wonderful writer who was at Clarion with me um...**mumble** 27 years ago. As a matter of fact, my very first convention was Denvention 2, right after Clarion. Anyway: Thursday was spent mostly in the bar (there's a shock), although Ellen and I wound up having a nifty dinner with Nancy Kress and divers others (shoot me: I wasn't taking notes). More bar, then back to my hotel, where I found
tnh and a cloud of her Viable Paradise students, and wound up sitting up talking with them for a while.
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It was a fine con, rather spread-out (and not just because the hotels were all over the place--someone told me that from the convention center doors to the dealer's room was 1/4 mile), but enjoyable. I got to Denver around 3pm, checked in at the hotel and changed clothes, and as
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