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Scribblings by Lizbeth
A lie on the throne is a lie still, and truth in a dungeon is truth still.
August 4th, 2004 
Jeff_Annie_Remedial Chaos Theory
How do I hate LJ? Let me count the ways. I had this very, very, very, very, very long post about the joys of writercon and all the fabulicious people I met there.

And then it happens.

LJ eats my long, well thought-out post about writercon.

*headdesk*

Please excuse the sound of weeping. No. Really. I'll be fine. Just after I slit my wrists.

Overall, I had a lot of fun. Mostly I stuck to the mechanical writing/publishing track as opposed to the philosophy track. It was a treat to see Jane Espenson in not just one, but TWO Q&As. How do I love her? Let me count the ways. There was the first Q&A which was more general where attendees could throw any question they wanted at her. Then there was the second Q&A where she was part of a panel on how to make the leap from fanfiction to original fiction (aka, how to get published).

Special thanks to the ConCom for getting her. She's written some of my favorite episodes, so it was oodles of fun for me.

I also met a boatload of people. Please don't be offended if I don't mention you (whimper) since my earlier long post was eaten....

More on Vegas, but I don't want to spam the FListCollapse )

On another note: I have the next part of "Living History" ready to go. Special thanks to hpchick for pointing out my "Disappearing Giles" on my test list. YIIIIIIIKKKKEEEEEE! I can't believe that stupid continuity glitch. I'll be a-fixin' that before I post it here.

Plus, I just threw something evil at Xander and Faith in a little later bit that smacked me in the mouth while writing on the plane ride back from Vegas. Nothing big, just a bit of information that they're forced to sit on until (or if) Catherine and Friends bugger off back to the future.

I hate to say it: The information they manage to con out of Charlie makes an evil sort of sense...
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