Mobicon rawked! I see now why jackzodiac always raves about it. These folks put on a first rate event. I'm low on sleep, and the neurons are verily sluggish, so this will be a cursory convention-in-review. Apologies to all the wonderful folks I will undoubtedly forget to mention.
I was a judge for the costume contest with the lovely, talented, and charming Chase Masterson; her sweetie and director, James Kerwin; and, of course, jackzodiac.
After the contest, before the winners were announced, they had a "7-Minute Costume Contest" whereupon contestants get a bag with a length of material, a roll of duct tape, aluminum foil, and scissors and have to create a costume in seven minutes. They asked if Chase, Davey, and I would like to join the fray. Who in their right mind would refuse the prospect of such silliness? So we had seven minutes to do Davey up as a "Klingon Robin Hood."
Chase (who is, of course, the Klingon expert) decided that he needed breasts. . . and lipstick. Isn't Davey pretty?
The "Meet the Guests" panel on Friday. Top row from left to right: Author Chris Jackson, Artist Bryan King, Me, Davey, & Actor/Puppeteer Jeffrey Breslauer. Bottom row: Director James Kerwin, Actress/Singer Chase Masterson, Artist Steve Scott, Artist Steve Bennett, Aj Brockway, Author/Artist Debbora Wiles, & Author Sharon Green.
My partner in crime, Davey Beauchamp.
I was delighted that the Mobicon folks gave me and jackzodiac side-by-side tables in the Merchant's Room (right next to Chase and James, too!). Davey's got mad skillz when it comes to chatting up passersby, while I'm quite shy until I get a chance to meet someone. We made a great team; between us, we sold many books and had gobs of fun doing it. I'm now out of all of my extra copies of anthologies and down to my last couple chapbooks. Wish I'd ordered more and sundry extra copies of the various anthologies I'm in, but I've never had a table at a convention before, and I'm not really good at selling things, so I didn't think of it. I'll know better next time.
Eugie you rocked so hard. It was not only a pleasure but an honor to sit at the table with you. And would do so again at a drop of a hat. And I love the rose. Oh the rose that made so many boys happy at the con this year. Dragon is so far away to see you and matt again. I here at work, we finally have the wireless and I am at lunch. and I am babling. But can't wait to see you again.
It was a pleasure to see you having fun at Mobicon..It's a great Con for guests as no-one mobs you and everyone is friendly..It's my favourite as you can get a little more personable, fun and drunk with the guests and then you really feel connected with your author or entertainer next time you read or see them...and you didn't look shy at the slave auction...my husband and delphinea's were very impressed deliphinea's wondered what your belly button looked like and mine (who's generally shy)was yelling for you to do a cartwheel...LOL...Cons bring out the Bad boy in them both...anyway fun to see you and funner to see you having fun..Thanks Leanne
Mobicon was absolutely da bomb! I'm so glad I was finally able to experience it.
"and you didn't look shy at the slave auction"
Hee! Thank you! Actually, I'm typically not shy about being on a stage or in front of an audience as long as I don't have to talk. I started dancing (ballet) when I was three, and I was performing on a stage before I was old enough to grasp the concept of stage fright. But as soon as speaking becomes involved--to strangers, in public, on panels--all bets are off and I'm inclined to hyperventilate and go deer-in-headlights.
"deliphinea's wondered what your belly button looked like"
What my belly button looks like? Um . . . I suppose a bit like this: *
"and mine (who's generally shy)was yelling for you to do a cartwheel"
Alas, my cartwheel days are past. I believe their demise came shortly after the end of my dancing days. And even when I was still spry enough to do cartwheels with impunity, I never would have attempted one in 4-inch platform heels and a corset!
With Reference to “I’m inclined hyperventilate and go deer-in-headlights”
If its any consolation for the first 5 years of my 15 year pro entertainers career I threw up in the wings every night I performed… more so if it was an acting or dancing gig..than with the cabaret and singing but still they kept a bucket in the wings for me LOL… the last 10 years I just felt as though I was going to throw up..and lovely elder entertainers would give me little gems of showbiz wisdom..such as “just imagine them without their clothes on”..which to be honest with my vivid imagination just made me want to laugh hysterically as well as throw up..I found it a lot easier to think about why people enjoy seeing others on stage or on panels in this case..its usually because they admire your talent and they are there to see YOU.. so generally they are already pretty convinced that you are wonderful and they want to see the real you..the real you without the words looked to me like a fun gal to be around..focus on the fun gal..Also if you are really serious about feeling more confident for yourself at these shindigs you could try to speak with a voice tutor who tutors public speaking its usually skewed toward business pros but many of the exercises could benefit you…and lets face it if you studied ballet form age three you know all about exercises…as for cartwheels in 4-inch heels and a corset..bring on the Can Can.. just don’t forget your knickers Ah! but that’s another story..L