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Wednesday, August 5th, 2009

Time Event
World Con! WORLD CON!!
Personal Appearance! John C. Wright will be attending Anticipation, the 67th World Science Fiction Convention, in Montréal, Québec. Thursday 6 August - Sunday 9 August, 2009. See you there! (The con itself goes to Monday, but I will be departing Sunday).

My beautiful and talented wife and helpmeet, Mrs. John C. Wright (who writes under her maiden name L. Jagi Lamplighter) -- soon to ecclipse me in fame as Mary Shelly surpassed Percy B. Shelly -- will also be there, celebrating the publication of her first novel, PROSPERO'S CHILDREN.

This will be the first time I will be going to a World Science Fiction convention, so I expect it will be alot like Ravencon, held in Hunt Valley, except with thousands of people rather than dozens.

You will recognize me instantly. Unlike most science fiction authors, I am overweight, bearded and weird-looking. Or .... actually ... come to think on it...that is not a very distinctive feature in that environment. On second thought, look for a guy standing next to an attractive raven-haired women.

She will be carrying a book with this picture on the cover:

The Odyssey of Writing PROSPERO LOST
My adorable and talented wife, She Who Must Be Obeyed, has published to her website an account of the trials and tribulations she suffered with the patience of Job in order to get her novel published. As a public service to all would-be young writers out there, she tells of what, if her experience is typical, one might expect.

Here is a link to Part One.

I am not sure in what part of her history, we come to the scene where she is sitting in the ashes, scraping at her boils with a potsherd, while I am telling her to curse the Publisher and die, when the Publisher speaks to her out of the whirlwind and tells her to contemplate the hippopotamus. "Declare! If you have understanding--gird up your loins and answer! Where were you when I set the foundations of the Flatiron Building, and established the publishing house? Or who hath measured the distance from my fourteenth floor office to the street? Where you when all the Sons of our Stockholders sand aloud for joy? Can you bind up Harlan Elison in a swaddling band? Can you draw him up with a hook, yea, with a hook through his cheek, or make him to sing like a bird? His scales are tightly fitted, and he esteemeth javelins as straw! He maketh the sea to bubble like a pot of ointment, and a shining trails in the water as he passeth! Can you make him to publish DANGEROUS VISIONS THREE? Harlan is the king of all the children of pride!"

Ah, it is a great scene. I hope she gets around to writing about that one, too.

In the meanwhile, please visit her page and leave a kind comment. Leave all unkind comments here, where I can deal with them.

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