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Last Week’s MM – Wil Wheaton and John Scalzi

A couple weeks ago, I was fortunate enough to go to the 31st Annual Writers of the Future Awards Ceremony.  Just like the year before, it was very entertaining and inspiring.  Although, about 3/4 of the way through I was ready for it to be over.  It gets repetitive and that room was chilly.

This year they gave Tom Doherty of Tor a Lifetime Achievement Award.

And the Keynotes speaker was William Pomerantz from Virgin Galactic.


They also had singers, dancers, aerialists, video presentations… It was really nice to see writing celebrated.

Afterwards, there’s a reception to see the art in the book and get the book signed, with a touch of pressure to buy a copy.  They also served coffee and other non-alcoholic drinks, and had passed hors d’ouvres.  Of course, if you’ve ever been to a catered event, it’s almost impossible to get a tasty treat.  People swarm the kitchen doors and the severs can’t get ten feet before they have to replenish their trays.  I managed to get 1 bite, and it turned out to be a stuffed mushroom, and I don’t like mushrooms.

Sadly, by this point I was overwhelmed by all the people and having no one to talk to.  I felt terribly out of place and my social anxiety hit me.  I was on the verge of a panic attack when I decided that it was time to go.  I went to grab my car from the free valet and tried to keep from freaking out.

My fella had told me to talk to someone, anyone, to try to push myself.  (He wanted to come with me, but couldn’t off work.)  So, while waiting for the car, I did just that.  She was a nice girl who had just gotten a publishing deal.  I probably looked like a person with mental deficit.  (I guess I kinda was).  But the conversation was short, so I only had to make my panicky, stuttery small talk for a minute.  But I did it.  So, there’s that.  All in all, a good time, though.  Good enough that I went home and submitted a story to this quarters contest.