If there’s one regret from when I was pottering around the edges of the SF Scene through hanging around with mates at the Fantasy Centre (miss that place) and going to the odd signing or reading, it’s that I didn’t make it to a Terry signing, but did to a Gaiman one. I have had brief interactions with Rihanna via Twitter, and she’s pretty cool.
The whole thing is so much bigger now, but also smaller and more… closed. I fell into chatting with people I didn’t know were writers or publishers, just by basically spending all day in one much loved bookshop. I can’t see that happening again. (Here with the trek writers, and somewhat on Twitter notwithstanding — and the old Jade Pagoda. Justin Richards was alright particularly, that Mail list was a lot like hanging around the shop.) Ironic, as since then I’ve actually got more into writing. (Though technically I was having cigarettes in the FC when I was studying the stuff.)