Montreal trip
Nov. 17th, 2004 03:23 pmAt WFC, I was asked whether or not I'd be attending ConCept, and
papersky said I was welcome to stay with her.
So, with very little notice to the ConCept people, I hopped a night train to Montreal on Friday, and discovered that the Renaissance cars? They're horrible in comparison to the regular express cars run during the day; the seats don't tilt back. Sorry. This is a minor complaint. The unreasonable complaint is that I wanted all the lights off so I could actually see out the window, rather than see reflections of the interior of the car. I felt like a four year old, pressing my nose against the glass so I could see the nightscape pass by. Unfortunately, I don't have the cost-free flexibility of a four year old <wry g>. I did manage to sleep. I wrote, but not book words, and I ran my iPod batteries down.
I arrived at Bonaventure at 8:10 (the trains really do run on time), and was met at the station by
papersky and
zorinth.
papersky looked exactly like her awake and alert self; the less said about the state of wakefulness of the other two of us, the better. But we went to eat a café whose name I didn't notice, and breakfast was good.
After which, I followed them home. Montreal has both a very good bus system and a very good subway system, both of which we made use of during the weekend; I could not, however, tell you the name of the street on which
papersky lives.
If your definition of stupid includes a lack of ability to remember geography, than I am very heavily part of your definition of stupid. I apologize for this, given that stupidity is aggravating, but it seems to have gotten worse, and not better with time. When, for instance, I decided I needed a cup of coffee, I walked three blocks in the wrong direction and realized that the industrial zone was probably not the Second Cup I'd passed the evening before. It's just a thing.
Whenever I visit someone's house for the first time, I spend a lot of time looking at their bookshelves; nothing is quite as disorienting -- for me -- as walking into a house that doesn't have any.
papersky has a lot of books, some familiar, some less familiar. She also used to work in a specialty book store in the UK, and there was some bookstore neep (including a very funny bit about the Wrath of Khan photonovel).
We went and registered at the convention (actually, I may have these two events mixed up; I was awake at 8:10 a.m., which is my excuse). The convention space wasn't very large, but this did have the advantage of making it easy to find people.
zorinth disappeared;
papersky went to her first panel, on Alternate History. There were several panelists in a packed and very small room (which was wider than it was long). Harry Turtledove, the GOH, was one of the panelists;
papersky was another; Alan Weiss from Toronto another. I believe the other two were Mark Shainblum,the moderator, and Gordon something or other. The latter had … interesting ideas on Alternate History. He felt that it was, in many ways, a setting just like any other genre setting.
People in the audience were exposed to the sound of Michelle grinding her teeth. I really felt the need to point out that people read alternate history because it is an exploration of what-if, and if one's sense of the history of the period in which one is writing it sucks, it's almost pointless. The last panelist seemed to feel it necessary to say that he didn't feel there had to be a "point" to the setting; that it was all about interesting characters and story, and not -- implied -- some literary sensibility. I hate straw men. If someone else on the panel had somehow made some high-brow claim to that effect, I could understand the comment -- but really. No one was.
He also felt (as did the moderator) that getting bogged down in detail would ruin the story, and I did also feel the need to point out that I had never said that the writer should write down every single bit of knowledge they had of the period (to which Harry Turtledove enthusiastically agreed), but rather, that their sense of the period was what gave weight to the reality of the what-if. And that the knowledge itself was necessary to do justice to it.
I may have been a bit brusque, on the other hand. I was trying very hard not to be. For me. Because I wasn't actually on the panel.
The reading that
papersky did was terrific; the space was… less terrific. It was in a long, long room, in itself not a problem, which was quiet narrow, ditto -- but the reading was at the front of the room, and the art show was at the back of the room. Which meant that people kept cutting through the reading space to go to the art show behind us. It also meant that the door was never closed, and ambient noise continually drifted in from the hall. Which didn't stop the content of the reading from being great (Kelley Armstrong was also present, and read from two of her books), but it did make it distracting; I'd have found it very distracting were I the one doing the reading.
After the reading, we eventually met up with
zorinth, and after that, went for sushi, where we met
rysmiel. Dinner was good. I probably talked too much. It's a failing of mine, I know.
The next day, I wandered around the convention a bit, got coffee, and missed the World Building panel (and I'm sorry I missed it, too), and then headed into the autographing room.
papersky was signing with
terri_osborne, whose name happened to have an extra u at the end. She was very graceful about it, and said it was the Canadianized version (Osbourne). I also met
kradical for the first time, and he was terrific; funny and also very obviously conscientious about the work that he's doing in the Trek universe and in other media universes. If the adage "write what you know" is a necessity, it's absolutely clear that he is writing what he knows, and knows it in the way that people do who deeply care about their subject matter. But also? Funny. He was funny.
I also had a chance to talk with Harry Turtledove a number of times, which was nice because he's a really, really wonderful man. He's sort of the exact opposite of me: He's tall, male, quiet, reasonable, and he thinks about things before he says them <wry g>. Also, really gracious.
But much of the point of my going to Montreal on short notice was to get a chance to talk with
papersky, and we did talk about any number of things at length. I had a great time because of this, and felt very much at home. She is both opinionated and entirely herself, while still being enormously polite. I'm probably both of the former things and I'm working to bring the latter up to scruff.
So, with very little notice to the ConCept people, I hopped a night train to Montreal on Friday, and discovered that the Renaissance cars? They're horrible in comparison to the regular express cars run during the day; the seats don't tilt back. Sorry. This is a minor complaint. The unreasonable complaint is that I wanted all the lights off so I could actually see out the window, rather than see reflections of the interior of the car. I felt like a four year old, pressing my nose against the glass so I could see the nightscape pass by. Unfortunately, I don't have the cost-free flexibility of a four year old <wry g>. I did manage to sleep. I wrote, but not book words, and I ran my iPod batteries down.
I arrived at Bonaventure at 8:10 (the trains really do run on time), and was met at the station by
After which, I followed them home. Montreal has both a very good bus system and a very good subway system, both of which we made use of during the weekend; I could not, however, tell you the name of the street on which
If your definition of stupid includes a lack of ability to remember geography, than I am very heavily part of your definition of stupid. I apologize for this, given that stupidity is aggravating, but it seems to have gotten worse, and not better with time. When, for instance, I decided I needed a cup of coffee, I walked three blocks in the wrong direction and realized that the industrial zone was probably not the Second Cup I'd passed the evening before. It's just a thing.
Whenever I visit someone's house for the first time, I spend a lot of time looking at their bookshelves; nothing is quite as disorienting -- for me -- as walking into a house that doesn't have any.
We went and registered at the convention (actually, I may have these two events mixed up; I was awake at 8:10 a.m., which is my excuse). The convention space wasn't very large, but this did have the advantage of making it easy to find people.
People in the audience were exposed to the sound of Michelle grinding her teeth. I really felt the need to point out that people read alternate history because it is an exploration of what-if, and if one's sense of the history of the period in which one is writing it sucks, it's almost pointless. The last panelist seemed to feel it necessary to say that he didn't feel there had to be a "point" to the setting; that it was all about interesting characters and story, and not -- implied -- some literary sensibility. I hate straw men. If someone else on the panel had somehow made some high-brow claim to that effect, I could understand the comment -- but really. No one was.
He also felt (as did the moderator) that getting bogged down in detail would ruin the story, and I did also feel the need to point out that I had never said that the writer should write down every single bit of knowledge they had of the period (to which Harry Turtledove enthusiastically agreed), but rather, that their sense of the period was what gave weight to the reality of the what-if. And that the knowledge itself was necessary to do justice to it.
I may have been a bit brusque, on the other hand. I was trying very hard not to be. For me. Because I wasn't actually on the panel.
The reading that
After the reading, we eventually met up with
The next day, I wandered around the convention a bit, got coffee, and missed the World Building panel (and I'm sorry I missed it, too), and then headed into the autographing room.
I also had a chance to talk with Harry Turtledove a number of times, which was nice because he's a really, really wonderful man. He's sort of the exact opposite of me: He's tall, male, quiet, reasonable, and he thinks about things before he says them <wry g>. Also, really gracious.
But much of the point of my going to Montreal on short notice was to get a chance to talk with
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Date: 2004-11-17 01:33 pm (UTC)(On a side note an acquaintance was telling me she went to a school where fellow students would spend the summer Deadheading in their parents' Mercedes. She did mention shich school, but I cannot remember.)
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Date: 2004-11-17 08:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-17 03:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-17 07:21 pm (UTC)Ahem. While I agree that the work on becoming enormously polite would be somewhat more daunting than simply writing a novel... oh, never mind. Run faster <g>.
On the other hand, does this red flag waving mean that you're not going to come up to FKO this year?
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Date: 2004-11-18 11:57 am (UTC)Sweetening the FKO trip would be if I can get a ticket to see the Toronto stop of the touring company version of the musical Wicked. I went to the previews in San Francisco before the show moved with cast, etc., changes to Broadway where it made a big splash.
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Date: 2004-11-17 06:56 pm (UTC)Also have to agree about the need for bookshelves full of books in a house; it just flummoxes me to go in somebody's house and find they have no books-- it's such a shock; what the heck do they _do_? How can anyone live without books lining the walls? Don't they know how cool it is to be able to just reach up and get a favorite friend off the shelf?? How... uncivilized!
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Date: 2004-11-17 07:24 pm (UTC)I have a number of books with illustrations of various armour and clothing from different historical periods and cultures because of this. Which is to say: I don't notice what people are wearing now, when they're standing right in front of me. I am aware of fabric only when its pointed out (or it's made of aluminium, but I guess that's not fabric).
I also have been asked many, many times now, what type of clothing, what period, what armour tech, etc., my characters should be wearing, notably by an artist (Jody Lee), and live in fear of my perpetual ignorance. I'm trying to remedy it.
missed you
Date: 2004-11-17 07:00 pm (UTC)I was most dissapointed not to get to hear the calming strains of your bell-like voice rantiing about whatever was upsetting you today. no seriously i really missed you. and none of the other regulars came in, Mike and Graden were conspicuously absent. its like they always know when you aren;t going to come and stay away. guess im not interesting enough. ;(
i watched the first season of buffy, and im embarassed to say that i found it seriously suspensful and scary. as much as i enjoyed it, it stressed me out. i was actually afraid of the dark for a bit and even had a truly unpleasant nightmare about it after watching the last episode.
it involved something to do with turning into a vampire and a big blue lumpy thing. anyway, must go do some homework now. i will see you on saturday. hopefully...
Re: missed you
Date: 2004-11-17 07:15 pm (UTC)Michelle, I have never seen you be anything but polite. Sometimes, your politeness is strained by the idiots on the other side of the table or store counter but you have never used foul or inappropriate language in my presence. Telling someone in clear terms what their misconceptions are is not rude if you do it with the intention of helping them rather than ridiculing them. However, I only see you once in a while. Maybe over the last many years (I won't say how many) I've missed the infamous rude Michelle and only have seen the polite, insightful and witty Michelle.
Re: missed you
Date: 2004-11-17 07:20 pm (UTC)You've missed it <wry g>. Sadly, it's not even that hard to verify this, as you can always ask Chris or Simone...
Re: missed you
Date: 2004-11-18 03:17 pm (UTC)Re: missed you
Date: 2004-11-17 07:17 pm (UTC)Hey! I didn't even know you had an LJ! I'll be in this Saturday (and also Thursday and Friday, but that'll be less of an issue). I got a compliment on the necklace, and meant to ask you if you still had the other one that you made on commission.
But I'll tell you about stuff when I see you on Saturday.
Re: missed you
Date: 2004-11-18 03:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-17 07:49 pm (UTC)