Journal

Sunday, August 31, 2003

home.

Did a reading today at the con -- read 95% of my story "A Study In Emerald" to a really nice audience, and then had to stop, out of time, and off to the airport...

Now I'm home, and pretty tired. The flight was okay, but transportation back from the airport sort of didn't happen as it was meant to, and by the time I eventually got home I was sort of done, so I will save my comments and thoughts and so on about the convention and Hugos (no, I didn't say it again, although the time I had planned to write a thank you in got eaten by the Chapters signing, so I really just thanked all the editors over the book's lifetime)...

So a couple of things -- first of all, I finally got around to paying my 25 cents and reading Scott McCloud's THE RIGHT NUMBER tonight. I thought it was the best thing Scott's done since the lovely black and white Zot "Earth Stories", and hope the Eisner Committee are prepared to do their micropayment bit.

The biggest problem right now with the Bitpass thing is that there's not enough to spend the micropayments on yet. (And I understand why Scott keeps suggesting I put up something for a micropayment. Maybe something for the CBLDF...)

I sometimes think that anyone who blogs or livejournals should be pointed at Mr. Charles Pooter, hero of the extremely funny, in a dangerously understated sort of way, DIARY OF A NOBODY. Which was written by George Grossmith and his brother Weedon, first published in the 1890s, and which you can read here, at http://www.kokonino.com/DiaryOfANobody/. Think of it as a Victorian Blog...

And my Neverwhere DVDs arrived. So they do exist, and should be shipping any moment.