Author Archives: Jeffrey A. Carver

(Sunday)

Today’s the panel on Dragons of Science, Dragons of Fantasy. I arrive early and sit, worrying about something else. What am I going to do with my heavy suitcases tomorrow, after I’ve checked out of the apartment but hours before my train leaves Atlanta? The hotel won’t check them, and I’m sure not going to drag them around all day. (Eventually I learn that they’ll check them for me at the train station.) That worry is supplanted by even greater concern about the approaching Hurricane Dorian. I don’t think it will affect my escape by rail, but who knows? This is a hurricane, and they don’t give much quarter.

Someone stops and asks me if I am cosplaying that guy from Jurassic Park.

The Dragons panel is loads of fun, with good people, ably moderated by Jody Lyn Nye. A big audience, and also an audience with lots of good questions for us. Afterward, a fellow comes up and tells me it was the best panel he’s seen at the con; and if that sort of compliment doesn’t warm your heart, what will? Trouper/Cousin Kitty shares some pictures:

L-R, Jody Lynn Nye, Mark H. Wandry, Robert E. Hampson, Jeffrey A. Carver, Patricia Briggs, Steve Saffel…

Here’s me impersonating someone who knows what he’s talking about…

I unwind by walking through the art show. It feels very different from the art shows at the smaller SF/F cons. The work here is 99% fantasy, almost no science fiction, and half of that is dragons in one form or another. Some of it is excellent! But it starts to feel like much of one theme after a while. At the smaller cons, art shows tend to be gallery-style, sometimes with the artists present and sometimes not. Here, it’s much more of a dealer format, with each artist displaying and selling at a table. The artists probably make more money this way, and I enjoy several conversations with them. Still, I miss the more contemplative experience of art hanging for viewing pleasure, and less blatantly for sale.

There seems to be very little overlap between the artists I find here and those who show at the SF/F cons (where a lot of the work tends to be actual book cover paintings).

After saying good-bye to Kitty, I head out to go “home” and try to do some writing. A nice lady stops me and asks if she can take my picture. Sure, I say; but why? “Because you’re cosplaying Dr. Hammond from Jurassic Park, of course!”

Seriously, people? Where’s the resemblance?

(Saturday)

If you like rubbing shoulders with 85,000 of your closest friends, then Dragon Con is the place for you! That’s the estimate of the number of attendees, all engaged in Brownian motion in the multi-hotel complex. They are all remarkably polite and well behaved. At least half are in costume, many of them very good costumes. Stormtroopers, wizards, orcs, Princess Leias, mermaids, warriors male and female, Star Trek officers (mostly from Next Gen and Discovery, though I did see a remarkable Scotty, dressed in the uniform of the Star Trek movies).

This place is a madhouse! Total sensory overload. On day three, my first order of business is to get into the vendors’ area, because I want to talk to the head of a big bookselling operation called Bard’s Tower, apparently the only sizable bookseller here. One little problem: The line to get into the building goes downhill for a couple of blocks, and then wraps around the bottom block, and eventually reverses and comes back up. Mostly in the hot sun. If you’ve ever been to Cedar Point in Ohio, or I suppose any of the big theme parks, you know what I’m talking about. Eventually I make it in, and talk to a fellow whose handle is “Rabid Fanboy,” about perhaps joining his bookselling juggernaut the next time I come to one of these mega-conventions. If I come to another mega-convention. I amuse myself by snapping pictures of witty t-shirts, sharing them with the family on Whatsapp, and buying a couple to take home.

My cousin (and Starstream Trouper) Kitty is appearing on a panel on Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Journey, and I go to listen. It’s a good panel! It’s Kitty’s first time doing something like this at a big con, and she does a great job. Well done!

I move on to catch the shuttle bus to Dragon Con Night at the Georgia Aquarium, something I’ve been looking forward to. The very large tour bus is being driven by a little old lady. Well, why not? We lumber slowly through traffic (not just DC traffic, but big-football-game traffic). It’s only a handful of blocks away. We see the aquarium loom on the right. We see the aquarium go by on the right. Why are we not stopping? We see the aquarium disappear behind us. Why are we not stopping? No one knows. We drive, and drive, and turn right, turn right, turn right. We seem to be in orbit around our destination. Finally traffic grinds to a halt. We can all see on our phones that we’re only a few blocks away. Xena, Warrior Princess—striking in her microskirt, sword, and shield—rises snarling and strides to the front of the bus, gets off, and hoofs it. Most of the rest of us follow her bold lead. “I’m sorry, it’s the football traffic,” our beleaguered driver murmurs futilely as she loses her passengers. I thank her for her service.

The aquarium is great! (Except for the thousand-decibel DJ music booming for our special benefit.) There are many galleries, but my favorite is the big ocean tank with a cinemascope wall of glass behind which swim myriad fish, manta rays, turtles, and huge whale sharks. The music is less deafening here. I sit and enjoy. Here are a few snaps:

A place for love…

A place for wonder…

A big-ass grouper comes my way…

It feels like we have a connection. A long, special moment…

Dude!

When cosplayers gather…

Finally it’s time to leave and I catch my umpteenth Lyft ride. The driver glances back and asks if I’m cosplaying Dr. Hammond from Jurassic Park. Er, no, I’m just me, I say. With my hat. Do I really look like that white-haired guy in the movie? “Oh, yes,” he says.

Hmm. Portent of things to come?

(Friday)

Today I’m moderating a panel on anthologies, but before that, I have lunch with longtime friend Robert J. Sawyer. We have a great talk, and he fills me in on some useful background about being a pro at Dragon Con. Also at the table among others is Larry Niven, though he’s too away for easy conversation. He looks over my new edition of The Reefs of Time. “Good title,” he remarks. Everyone immediately exclaims, “You just got a quote from Larry Niven! Use it on the book!” Larry smiles. So here it is, with a similar smile:

“Good title.” —Larry Niven

I do the panel on anthologies, and it’s pretty good, I think. Small but attentive audience. It makes me feel old, though. All the anthologies that really stand out in my mind as important markers in the field (Star Science Fiction, New Dimensions, Universe, Orbit, Dangerous Visions, etc.) are dimly remembered history to many folk. Oh well, I’ve learned something. Don’t stay mired in the past!

In the meantime, I’ve learned that there’s a Battlestar Galactica panel later in the day, and I get added to it. Unfortunately, there’s no moderator. I hesitantly take up the gavel, but I haven’t prepared to moderate, and I have to admit I wish it had gone better. Still, not bad, and I get this bottle cozy as a thank-you.

This evening is the event where I’m hoping to sell the books I lugged down here at some cost and considerable trouble: The Fantasy Gather. Lots of tables, authors, fans. I have some very nice conversations, and several people seem genuinely interested in picking up the ebook version. (I can’t blame them; I do the same thing in their place.) One gentleman buys a copy.

The payoff comes in networking: For starters, a long conversation with two lovely ladies who write paranormal fantasy, indie-publish it, and do very well. (Corinne O’Flynn and Lisa Manifold.) They know a ton about selling books. We have a great time talking, exchange contact info, and they put me in touch with the organizer of a pair of conventions in Colorado where the whole focus is on literacy and books, and they assure me people are hungry to buy books. Stay tuned on that one. I also chat with Chuck Gannon, and he gives me some more useful information about selling books at Dragon Con (if you prepare in advance).

Here are a few costumers I whipped out my camera for.