There & Back Again: A novice con-goer’s tale

23rd September 2014

Being what I got up to during the summer.

For Fantasy Faction.

No, I don’t live in a hole in the ground, but I do live in Devon, which bears a remarkable resemblance to the green and sheltered Shire. But even before Gandalf came calling, I’d heard tell of a land beyond the, erm, Salisbury Plains, a land containing vast treasures of tote bags and books, free alcohol and genre writers. And the lure of fame and glory proved too much. I wanted my fourteenth share.

Dispensing for the moment with Tolkienian simile, I decided it was time to get out and about in the big city and meet some fellow humans. This summer, London played host to several high-profile events sandwiched between two major SFF conventions: Nine Worlds and Loncon3. Here follows a novice’s account of her time spent among cosplayers and writers, artists and publishers, how she drank more than was good for her and ate a few too many hotdogs. Ok, not as glamorous as fighting giant spiders or barrel-riding, but I’ll take what I can get.

Read on FF.

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