Oh, hello there… world…

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.

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Oh hello there… people… with… opinions… and things…

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.

So. Hi.

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*


Youthanizing SFF

The days since WorldCon have been pretty interesting, not because I was back home and back to work, (cue MST3K ‘yay…’) but rather because of the discussion that’s popped up on both writer blogs, and then twitter about World Con and the lack of diversity. It’s not just a POC (People of Colour) issue, though that’s a huge chunk of it, it’s also an age issue.

I regularly go to cons, in fact I write another blog, Cosplay Calamity, that deals with my costuming and adventures attending the Anime, Comic and Game Con circuit. I’d been to Ad Astra earlier this year, but I think it didn’t really sink in how DIFFERENT the two worlds of Cons are until World Con.

I will explain how different with a visual aid:

How I feel at Conventions


Worldcon/Ad Astra/SFF

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I make light of it, but as someone who’s in her mid-twenties I get teased for being a ‘Grannie’ at one circuit and getting carded at the other. Not that I particularly mind, really.¬† But one of these con types is regularly packed, with hours-long line ups to get your pre-registration pass, while the other’s dealer room was empty, quiet and the aisles wide enough to get around the abandoned mobility scooters left there.

Now don’t get me wrong, I had a great time. I met tons of other authors, all of whom were more established, editors who were working as such full time and even the odd Agent who I quietly hassled in my Canadian way to get a card. (I’m sorry, thank you). But reading the various blogs and #DiversityinFF tweets, I realised that all this I did outside the con proper.

I went to one panel, one reading and then did a bit of shopping and got a book signed by my friend Marie Bilodeau. Everyone I met I did by hanging out in the lobby bar, going to room parties or stalking following people I’d met earlier and latching onto them¬†lamprey-like to suck out their networking skills introducing myself to their contacts.

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This is my ‘networking’ face.

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