my weekend over,
still on vacation
There was a huge line for tickets to the Neil Gaiman signing they added at 4:30 p.m. This is what the line looked like seconds before they stopped giving out tickets.
Then about an hour later, I ran across him in the hall. I happened to have a copy of the anniversary issue of Mythic Delirium with me, the one with my name and his on the cover. No one was around him so I walked up and pointed to my name and said “I’m Deborah, would you mind signing this for me?” I felt a bit like a groupie, but he was so gracious that I quickly got over the embarrassment.
Neil Gaiman, Deborah P Kolodji
Unfortunately, I did not have a copy of a Sandman graphic novel on hand. My daughter was hoping I’d get one signed.
At this point, I was getting anxious to take a lunch river cruise on the St. Lawrence but realized I had a few more speculative poetry people that I wanted to see before I left, so I looked for Richard Chwedyk:
Deborah P Kolodji, Richard Chwedyk
and Elissa Malcoln:
Deborah P Kolodji, Elissa Malcoln
Then one more time around the Dealer Room where I picked up a copy of Jo Walton’s book of poetry, “Sibyls and Spaceships” and said goodbye to Sandra and Brett.
Brett Savory, Sandra Kasturi
This left just enough time to walk down to the Old Port and get on the 1:30 cruise.
all the tourists on one side
of the boat