there was a guy called joe here, this giant gorgeous bald black man in a fuckin KILT, and he was serving drinks and holy FUCK, rarrr. he was tying my mardi gras beads in a knot whilst they were around my neck (right over my tits, woo) and he was all so what do you do and i was like, man, i don't fuckin remember omg.
and tomorrow i get a cee.
writercon is the fuckin happiest place on earth. <333
i did a voice post on sharkie's journal, ah yis.
given the proper fence, i could make a whole helluva lot of money right now, lemme tell ya. \o/
what do you think they'll give me for gyoro? he's a lovely little thing.
today's your last day to nominate at the lawrence awards. i'll be doing an update of the nominees list today, just in case you need that little extra push. i've had a few people decline to participate for varying reasons - if you nominate one, we'll email you and give you a chance to change your nomination.
if you're going to writercon and you haven't had the chance to get on over to that comm and see what they're up to, go. for serious. the yearbooks in particular are the awesomest thing - they want pictures from everybody, like your favored eljay icon or one of those paper doll avatar things - and you get to sign up for clubs like fandoms. my favorite is the angel: the series fandom: drama club. HOW AWESOME IS THAT! hee. so go! see! lots to do!
today is obviously activities day here at winterlive. tune in next week and we'll show you how to distract theatre employees long enough to steal movie posters.
ETA: if you're putting off registering for writercon, you really should do, i'm told space is filling up. it's going to be a blast. for example, one of the breakout panels on authorial support is about how to give good constructive criticism. it's entitled: Mean Girls vs. The Cult Of Nice. o.o!!
i have a list of a jillion things to do today, but the thing i totally just crossed off was announcing the opening of the writercon auctions.
this, if you have not heard of it, is the most awesome idea in the history of ever. firstly, the proceeds go exclusively to sending people to writercon who otherwise wouldn't be able to go, which is cool. but secondly, and more importantly, you get a chance to SHOW OFF. so many of my flist makes stuff with their hands, or owns stuff that's just COOL. they hold an auction and you buy it and then you have, like, handmade blankets! or cookies! or autographed stuff, or, like, STUFF! from people on LJ! it's just awesome, man, you gotta try it. signups are open now, so run, fly!
now to business, by which i mean beginning to collate the newsletter for today. ohhhh, kill me.
If anybody's gonna be near Atlanta in July, I'm going to writercon, so I'll be there for a little less than a week. Y'ALL SHOULD GO. COUGH. Now, last year it was a Whedon-only con, and I candidly admit, I would still be going even if it still were. But they're branching out a little this year, and while they still are focusing on the Whedonverses (my first love, be still my heart) they also are showing a little love to new fandoms.
Those of you who are already confirmed to go: you, me, goldschlager kisses. Whaddaya say? Eh? *eyes you*
So, plans for writercon are gearing up (website here). You will all have so much fun if you go, I promise. We will descend upon Atlanta in droves and never want to go home. And you will all meet ME, because hell or high water, I am going. If you read, write or beta fanfic, Writercon is the place for you.
( More, including ticky boxes. )
Remember, Christmas is coming! Ask your family for a weekend getaway in the old South. Tell your parents it's for history learnin. I will totally write you a note.
Now. chrisleeoctaves has a website where Writercon attendees can archive one story each. If you're going, you can sumbit stories up to the very last minute. Include the standard header, which I've included under the cut along with the email address and instructions, because I love you all.
( Submit a story! )
In short: Eee, writercon, so excited!!
And now, a meme.
( My Eljay Is... )
I love you guys! Man, I'm having the bestest day. I only could wish that there were less work for me to do, so I could fic out the bunnies that have eaten my brain. Now, I must go get a sandwich. You all vote, and I'll see you when I come back!
I did not even screw with that at ALL.
Now, writercon is coming upon us, in about seven months' time. I will be angling for a scholarship, because going to bloody Atlanta, Georgia is expensive and I am poor. HOWEVER. I will, as you can imagine, be entering full whore mode. It won't even be a hardship - it's writercon, people!! I told them I'd write het if it meant I could get a scholarship, and I meant it. Good God above, this is gonna be so much fun. I look forward to seeing ALL OF YOU* in Georgia. Right? Right?
*Except you people I know in real life. Don't we see enough of each other? I mean, honestly.
We watched Queer as Folk and drooled over Brian. I had ice cream and we smoked. Holy crap, did we smoke. We clustered around the computer and giggled, we stayed up to ridiculous hours. We ate huge t-bone steaks and hit the bar, we drove down Calgary's Pride Avenue and Trixx pointed out the gay bars. Robin and Sofy hit the zoo while Trixx and I slept in. I played a Buffy video game and cuddled with the girls a LOT. We stole Robin's hair and made a slash sign and took lots of pictures. They told me I had huge boobies. (I do.)
poshcat and strangecreature were delightful. I think they both started out kind of nervous, but loosened up as the night went on. Sadly, they did not meet each other! What's that about? But they were delightful anyway, and I hearted them both. <3 Trixx told us stories, most of which were in some way naughty. I wish I'd had the chance to meet indiana_jane_ and nihilistbear, but I guess I have to have SOME reason to come back to Calgary someday. Besides my mom. Heh.
I missed you guys! *squishes you all* And now I'm bound and determined to go to Writercon so I can meet you. I'll have to apply for a scholarship, because I'm poor, but I'm determined!
In other news, my internet wives are by and large Jewish. Huh. Interesting. *analyzes own psyche*