More writerly stuff will follow tomorrow. Fo’reals.
Cross-posted from my other Blog, Cosplay Calamity. Normally I like to keep the two subjects separate, but I feel that my experiences with the Geek Market are worth sharing with writers in the Ottawa-Montreal area who might be thinking of getting a table.
OH THANK GOD IT’S OVER.
*falls onto face with a groan*
With the end of Geek Market, Contober’s complete. 3 Con/Con-like events in three weeks. Sweet Jesus Murphy I’m tired.
Geek Market Recap
Oh my god, so not worth it for me. I really wish the Charities the best, and hope that it was a worthwhile fundraiser for them. Kudrel, Mirror and I ended up doing two turns at the green screen photo booth to raise money, with Sunday being more successful.
I won’t be back next year
Due to miscommunication, double standards, and chain-headaches in arranging everything, it’s just not worth it. Especially after setting aside writing and other events to do this.
Besides, I’m pretty sure I’m blacklisted anyhow. Somehow asking why I was the only cosplay guest to be charged for the table (out of 6 who were also all selling items, two of which where NOT volunteering) seems to warrant being told “[I] can hate” the organizer if I want.
Hate? No. Disgruntled? Very. I never made it personal, I just wanted to be on equal footing with everyone else. Apparently the other jewelry vendors ‘flipped out’ when they heard another jewelry maker was coming in.
OH HEY, HOW DID THEY HEAR THAT? So apparently the ‘curation process’ is curated by other vendors. Now you know.
So! I won’t be back, even as a customer, but I do wish the event well. It’s a great idea, but there’s some big obstacles in the way of it becoming truly successful:
- No ATMs in the show floor. No signs to the nearest ATM
- Paid parking + Paid Entry
- Announcing there will be discounts on Sunday, before Saturday has even happened
- handing out coupons but not warning the vendors more than an hour in advance.
- Lack of Attendance
- The estimation was to have 5 000 attendees, the generous estimate of what we had was maybe half that.
- Poor communication.
- The contract we signed offered us two 10 x 10 booths.
- Then we were told we would have an end artist table, with 2 4ft tables and 2 8ft tables
- then I had to pay 50$ for said artist table and change what I was selling. (no one else did. Sub point: questionable curation process?)
- When we arrived there were 2 6ft tables. We had to ask for the extra two 4ft tables and then for enough chairs.
- Receiving angry phone calls for packing up early Saturday, and being told that it was in our contract (The one that promised two booths for free) that we couldn’t. It wasn’t.
- No offer for the money spent on the table when I brought up the double-standard issue. Instead, I was told that it was Mirror’s fault and I could hate the organizer or accept the apology. There wasn’t actually an apology, and I was there for one of the phone conversations Mirror had with the organizer and was forwarded the emails discussing the issues. It wasn’t Mirror’s fault.
I hope the other vendors had a better experience, because the idea is worthwhile and the charities can really use the extra funding. You can find links to them below.
Distress Centre: Crisis response and support, as well as training to help people get back on their feet.
Jer’s Vision: an initiative to eliminate transphobia, homophobia and encourage diversity in youth.
Kid’s Help Phone: Sometimes kids and teens need someone to talk to. This gives them someone safe who wont’ judge them. Think of the kids.
Also, please, PLEASE check out the charity below. It’s near and dear to my heart and often falls into the shadow of it’s bigger, Pinker, cousin.
So I read this post today on Random House’s blog. I’m not sure I can quite articulate my opinion without the help of some famous online faces.* I’ll quote directly from the article which can be found in full here: David Gilmour on Building Strong Stomachs. Well he’s not wrong, but it’s not the books that are testing my stomach…
* please note all opinions are Alice’s and not the owners of said famous faces. They just accurately represent my reaction. Emphasis in quotes my own.
…usually the University of Toronto doesn’t allow people to become professors without a doctorate. You have to have a doctorate to teach here, but they asked if I would teach a course, and I said I would.
Well while it seems a little… ‘fancypants’ to drop the word ‘doctorate’ so much, it is pretty neat that the University asked him to teach. Usually the term used is just ‘Associate Professor’ though. Because most universities don’t let people without Doctorates be full Professors.
I’m a natural teacher, I was trained in television for many years. I know how to talk to a camera, therefore I know how to talk to a room of students. It’s the same thing.
As someone who has dealt with TV reporters as professors, and later as an instructor herself, NO. NO THIS IS WRONG. Continue reading
So, er, I wrote the previous post because I had something to say and I wasn’t really expecting so many people to read it.
I feel like I should also explain that I’d been running a small weebly blog on writing earlier this year, but got fed up with the lack of ‘just write the damn HTML’ ability and swapped over to wordpress, the Youthanize SFF was just the first post that was supposed to be about how I enjoyed networking in Texas and drank a metric tonne of margaritas.
I’m a young(ish) author, with my first contract signed for a short story, and plugging away on finishing the first novel.
I’d been writing since I was a kid, but was only dragged out of my hermit hut when I met Derek Kunsken under a year ago, and decided ‘hey I should do that Nano thing’.
So I did.
Then I decided ‘I should try writing a short story and submit it while I figure out how to manage my novel’s explosion of delicate subjects’.
So I did.
Now I’m like ‘oh shit I should probably try to get some money back because those margaritas cost me money, must sell more stories!’
But that’s a work in progress.
So hi. I’m Alice. I write stuff. And I also write stuff about writing stuff when I should be writing the actual stuff I write about rather than writing about the stuff I write about.
*awkward wave before scuttling back into the Hermit hut*