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Redemption
In which the Boy goes to a Social Event, and actually enjoys it!
Yes. Twas a busy week, last week, what with visiting my Pa on Tuesday (he was looking forward very much to moving into a nursing home on Friday, Getting Out Of Hospital being a major goal for him and Yaya), and taking Boy to Nottingham University on Wednesday (he has decided, I think, that it is Not The Place For Him, with which I concur, even though it is an excellent university). On Thursday we Achieved Josephine! ie, the person who showed up and auditioned has a *fantastic* voice and understands just how to play the character. So all we need now is a leading man.
Friday involved getting stuff sorted for Redemption. I collected Boy from school so that he might come home and get changed, and we piled our selves, our stuff, and a large quantity of cardboard tubes into the car and set off up the M1.
I do like the Redemption con. Very much. Next time, perhaps Beast and I will be able to go for the whole thing, and will only have to miss Interesting Bits because we don't possess a Time-Turner (which would, this time round, have enabled me to go to Tentacle Sex as well as the Fanfic writers' workshop, and AIs in SF as well as Slash: does it count if it's canon?). It's a lovely event. The hotel is filled with wonderful people. Londo Mollari, Kosh, Darth Vader's Mother, Zaphod Beeblebrox, Kickass the Klingon, the Space Baron and several other candidates competed to be 'elected' Ruler of the Universe. (There were some 400 people attending the con. There were over 800 votes counted.) I stewarded, which just meant three sessions outside the Main Hall, checking that attendees were wearing badges and no Mundanes tried to get in. Truth to tell, most of the 'normal people' were fascinated but extremely wary, and didn't know quite where to look when someone in medieval dress, or a leather kilt, or attired as Princess Leia, wandered past.
Fandom is such a generous place. Room for anyone who wants to get involved.
I did not, on this occasion, getcorrupted lured into a new and wonderful fandom. Indeed, I think I was the sole popslash representative present, though there was a cohort of crazy folk HIGNFYs and at least one LoTRips writer. RPF is of course no longer the Last Great Taboo, now that we have Supernatural. Heh. I spent quite a bit of my time in fanfic and/or slash-themed panels, and even coerced persuaded my group in the fanfic workshop to create a 'story' in blank verse - on the grounds that blank verse makes *everything* funnier, except King Lear. We only had ten minutes, after all the nattering... Meanwhile my menfolk were at Physics Mistakes in Science Fiction, Design a runabout spaceship, or How do we bridge the energy gap? Dammit, where is that Time Turner? Boy even went off to one panel on his own, to listen to the discussion about video games. He also played Twister, hunted for Tribbles, and participated in the K9 Agility Challenge. We overlapped here and there - for the costume masquerade and the cabaret, which were very good, and for the opening and closing ceremonies, and Beast and I attended a late-night panel on Religion in SF, which was amicable for a surprisingly long time...
I was really pleased that my Boy admitted to having had fun. He's so unused to socialising, I'd have been amazed if he'd participated in a more positive way, but he did *do* several things, some of them without either parent in support. Pride. I think he really enjoyed the atmosphere. By the time the next Redemption rolls around, he'll be at university, and he was a little bit wistful at the idea of not attending. And he remarked today that it felt as though he'd gone back to school after half-term (which was actually the previous week), so different was the world where we spent the weekend.
Anyway. This basically explains why I haven't been much in evidence. Did I miss anything that won't be covered in the newsletter?
Yes. Twas a busy week, last week, what with visiting my Pa on Tuesday (he was looking forward very much to moving into a nursing home on Friday, Getting Out Of Hospital being a major goal for him and Yaya), and taking Boy to Nottingham University on Wednesday (he has decided, I think, that it is Not The Place For Him, with which I concur, even though it is an excellent university). On Thursday we Achieved Josephine! ie, the person who showed up and auditioned has a *fantastic* voice and understands just how to play the character. So all we need now is a leading man.
Friday involved getting stuff sorted for Redemption. I collected Boy from school so that he might come home and get changed, and we piled our selves, our stuff, and a large quantity of cardboard tubes into the car and set off up the M1.
I do like the Redemption con. Very much. Next time, perhaps Beast and I will be able to go for the whole thing, and will only have to miss Interesting Bits because we don't possess a Time-Turner (which would, this time round, have enabled me to go to Tentacle Sex as well as the Fanfic writers' workshop, and AIs in SF as well as Slash: does it count if it's canon?). It's a lovely event. The hotel is filled with wonderful people. Londo Mollari, Kosh, Darth Vader's Mother, Zaphod Beeblebrox, Kickass the Klingon, the Space Baron and several other candidates competed to be 'elected' Ruler of the Universe. (There were some 400 people attending the con. There were over 800 votes counted.) I stewarded, which just meant three sessions outside the Main Hall, checking that attendees were wearing badges and no Mundanes tried to get in. Truth to tell, most of the 'normal people' were fascinated but extremely wary, and didn't know quite where to look when someone in medieval dress, or a leather kilt, or attired as Princess Leia, wandered past.
Fandom is such a generous place. Room for anyone who wants to get involved.
I did not, on this occasion, get
I was really pleased that my Boy admitted to having had fun. He's so unused to socialising, I'd have been amazed if he'd participated in a more positive way, but he did *do* several things, some of them without either parent in support. Pride. I think he really enjoyed the atmosphere. By the time the next Redemption rolls around, he'll be at university, and he was a little bit wistful at the idea of not attending. And he remarked today that it felt as though he'd gone back to school after half-term (which was actually the previous week), so different was the world where we spent the weekend.
Anyway. This basically explains why I haven't been much in evidence. Did I miss anything that won't be covered in the newsletter?