personal The outside world: publishing reasons i suck
by Harry Connolly
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Short version: No.
Long version: I’ll be spending tomorrow at the library, writing my new book.
I will say that I saw more ass crack than I’m personally comfortable with, and while people were perfectly nice, the folks I did manage to chat with did not share any of my interests. No, I’ve never seen the Matt Smith “Doctor” (and I’m not all that fond of Tennant, either). No, I don’t know what “GNOME” is, let alone what it’s doing on my MacBook (“running” apparently).
Actually, it was pretty much what I expected: a place for folks to connect with their friends and blather about things genre.
It does require me to ask myself: What the hell are my interests? What could I talk about at a con? The nuances of the ACA? What the hell do I know about now that I’m a stay-at-home dad who spends most of his time working on books and trying to get his son to flush the damn toilet?
At least I know what programming is like.