Actually, I have told this story, but I haven’t blogged about it before, so that hardly counts, does it?
The last time I wore the T-shirt in this photo (given to me by my friend Dan, who I have to thank for introducing me to Doctor Who back before most people in the U.S. had even heard of it!) I stopped in at a Dunkin’ Donuts in Harlem. I ordered a couple of donuts and a bottle of Vanilla Coke, my poison of choice at the time, and had this exchange with the clerk, a Desi man, as he rang up my purchase.
Clerk: You should know better than that.
Clerk: Eating this. It isn’t good for you.
Me: Okay… Why do you think I should know better?
Clerk: Aren’t you a doctor?
Me: No. I was going to be. Do I look like a doctor?
Clerk: I thought you were with the World Health Organization.
(I suddenly remember the shirt I’m wearing and consider trying to explain it.)
Me: It’s just a shirt!
And that’s why this T-shirt went into a drawer and I haven’t worn it until now. Today, many more people know Doctor Who, even if they don’t recognize the Tom Baker-era logo. Or Tom Baker, for that matter.
Happy anniversary, Doctor Who! To celebrate, I’m disappearing into my writing TARDIS to get some work done and avoid spoilers this afternoon. Thanks to Fandango, I have to wait for the special to drop on iTunes, and I’m planning to watch it tomorrow with friends and family.
vworp… vworp… vworp…
Miss Star Trek Universe 2011, Drexy the Tribble, wandered by while I was signing at the Pyr booth. In last year's competition, she performed a Star Trek cover of Lennon's "Imagine".
I’ve been to conventions before. My very first was a Star Trek Creation Convention during high school, and you can probably guess what that was like. In college, my best friend and roommate talked me into going to what I think was the first Xena: The Warrior Princess convention ever, where I was in the minority because I’m actually more of a fan of Hercules. Our university science fiction club and games club hosted the con suite at Lunacon for a couple of years, and since then I’ve been to Readercons (my favorite), Worldcons, World Fantasy conventions, and Wiscons. But none of them are anything like Dragon*Con.
I’m really glad my editor, Lou Anders, convinced me to skip seeing all my friends at Worldcon and attend Dragon*Con instead, as they both overlapped Labor Day weekend (along with PAX). Pyr Books had a large booth at Dragon*Con–the only science fiction and fantasy publisher in the massive, three-ballroom dealer room. It’s a decision that paid off for them, and for me, because there are a lot of enthusiastic readers at the convention who have both the desire to spend large quantities of money and a passion for discovering new books and new authors. So many times I heard someone announce, “Give me a book recommendation!” “I am looking for something new to read!” “I would like to give you cash for your books!” Music to a debut author’s ears.
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