Had trouble finding my panel location. They had divided the vendor’s room with curtains. Behind the maze of cloth I found children’s activities and the YA paneling. After the con I heard complaints about the children’s programming and day care options. To my cursory glance as I passed through, the area seemed well occupied, busy, and happy.
“Are we patronizing our youth” should have been in mainstream programming, not just targeted to the parents and readers of YA. We had a fine discussion and agreed that some publishers do “dumb down” the literature. Since Harry Potter others are re-assessing the vocabulary and complexity of plot toward a slightly more mature level. I have never agreed that the protagonists should be 2years older than the target audience but the reading level 2 years younger – keep it simple to keep them reading rather than puzzling. If readers aren’t challenged occasionally they will never progress. But then I taught myself to read before kindergarten and always read at least 3 grades above my age group. If I wanted to read it, my parents let me work my way through it and only grudgingly admitted that when I asked too many questions or found the book boring, maybe I wasn’t old enough to understand the story and should try again in a year or two. My perspective on YA is skewed.
T and L and I went to lunch together. They rescued me from 2 wannabee writers who kept following me and plucking at my sleeve even though I’d said goodbye.
Since I haven’t seen or heard from EK since the first days of the con, T & L invited me to crash in their room in Edinburgh after the Tattoo on Wednesday. I like that idea. Driving after dark on unfamiliar roads, on the wrong side in a rental car to find EK’s house in Preston Pans seemed like too much of a challenge. I’m less tired than I was at the beginning of this adventure, but the surgery aftermath still hits me at odd times and demands I rest.
Discovered that T and I have the same B day. I knew we were soul mates on the plane.
After lunch I sat with MR and EF and EW and someone else I don’t think I got the name of. We gossiped about bad boy writers of cons. I was going to the scotch store with MR but my back said no. Sat in the SFWA suite for a while with Tylenol.
Then I tried the vendor’s room but wimped out. Sat a few minutes with DPF and family to regain my strength. Eventually took a taxi back to the hotel for a 1½ hour nap. Then dinner in the hotel. Curled up with page proofs. I delivered the 1st ¾ to MJ earlier today. Wished I could get this last bit to her before we all go our separate ways tomorrow. This last bit is not clean at all!
Stayed up too late thanks to the nap and finished the page proofs.
Finally talked to LS. We’ll catch up at home. I’m functioning in the morning. She doesn’t get up until afternoon. Funny to come all this distance and not meet up. But then it’s a big con covering a lot of hotels and space in the SEC