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Enter the Imaginarium

imaginariumsigningBefore I recap my weekend and Imaginarium, one must give props to the organizers and staff, so to everyone involved, most notably Stephen Zimmer, in bringing this adventure to life, you have my thanks. It wasn’t perfect (nothing ever is), but you did an excellent job. My hats are off to those I can name who helped Stephen: Susan H. Roddey, Frank Hall, and Robin Blankenship (who actually remembered me from another event). And to all the other volunteers that worked their asses off, you have my thanks. I don’t want to run on and on like a fanboy, so I’ll stop now. I had a blast and, if the weekends work out, I’ll be back next year.

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve said anything here on the blog. I figured now would be as good of a time as any to post up, since the first ever Imaginarium Convention fired off this weekend, and I was there. I sold some books, which is always good, but more importantly (at this point in my meandering so-called career, anyway) I met people. I met a lot of people. Sure, I had to get a little shitfaced to up my people skillz, but what the hell, right? You all know how much I like my whiskey, so it had the definite possibility for a win-win. But even more than the whiskey, I have to thank my beautiful wife, Michelle, for continuously pushing me to go and do these things and the foresight to have the always-awesome Violet Patterson make sure I socialized.

You ladies are great, and I’m grateful you’re both on my side.

I spent quite a bit of time at the Post Mortem Press table with Eric Beebe, Jessica McHugh, Brian Dobbins, Andrew Miller, and Tally Johnson. Always good to see Tim McWhorter and Max Booth III, too. Great people, one and all, which makes any weekend that much better. I participated in four panels over the weekend: Utilizing Local Settings in Urban Fantasy, Walk this (Dead) Way, Authors Behaving Badly, and Ask an Author: Urban Fantasy/Horror. With somewhere around 150 guests, the diversity of panels staggered the mind. We also had film screenings, readings, signings… everything. It was, in a nutshell, the best place for a writer last weekend.

The trip wouldn’t have been complete without a shopping spree. Yes, I bought books. Of course, my TO READ pile just keeps getting bigger. Which books? THESE BOOKS….

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Can’t wait to dig in. Sorry, Mr. George R.R. Martin, it’s going to take me that much longer to slog through your books.

Next weekend is Context, but that’s far more local for me since it’s in Worthington. After that, my friends, I think the convention season is over for me. But that’s okay, my books are still on Amazon and you can always find me here, on Facebook, or Twitter.

And I leave you with this…

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No, no… I squid you not.

Down with the Sickness in Grove City

The Grove City Wine & Arts Festival was this Saturday and I was sicker than I have been in a good long while. I still showed up, (thanks, dad, for that damn thing called a “work ethic”) and I even managed to sell a few books. Most of the credit for that goes to my wife, though, as she did most of the talking. I tried to smile and talk, but mostly just looked miserable.

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At least the wife found a wine she enjoyed!

The Festival was an awesome gathering of artists, wineries, and a couple of food trucks. And that my friends, bummed me out. I’m a large man and I enjoy my food, especially outside the box kind of stuff. Being sick, I didn’t eat anything all day, just drank bottle after bottle of water. And, truth be told, they had the absolute best portable potties I’ve ever seen. These babies were clean, sturdy, and they smelled awesome all day long. This is a fact that I can attest to personally.

Also in attendance were the talented Violet Patterson and Tony Acree, along with Tim McWhorter, who I met for the first time. If you haven’t read any of these folks, hop to, why don’t ya? You won’t be disappointed.

I did get a special treat when Eric Beebe, the owner of Post Mortem Press (my publisher), showed up. He brought along his always-awesome wife, Stephanie, who spent ample time shooting aliens with my son. It’s always nice to receive support and PMPress is the best; they’re great people and they actually give a shit about you, the author, and that’s rare. If you’re an independent, small press author, I don’t think you’ll find better, so check them out and give them some support.

I wish I could tell you more about the music and the artists, but I didn’t move other than to inspect the portables that I already mentioned. That just means I’ll have to do double duty next year. I’m okay with that.