Taping Of The Pilot For "Dancing With The Bizarros" (photo Courtesy BRAVO TV)
The last month has been a blur.
It all started with the World Fantasy Convention in Columbus, Ohio, during which I seemed to have contracted the most sadistic strain of con crud that has ever evolved. Before succumbing to this minor league version of Captain Trips (Sergeant Trips?), I took part in a panel discussion on the topic of the surrealists and their influence, along with the legendary fantasy illustrator Darryl K. Sweet.
During his lengthy career, Mr. Sweet provided cover art for the likes of Isaac Asimov, Piers Anthony, and Robert Heinlein. And yet, he was a kind, humble and yes, sweet soul who didn’t seem to mind sharing the stage with an up-and-comer.
A sore throat, five boxes of tissues, two missed days from work and weeks of laryngitis later, I ran off with my husband to BizarroCon. By then I was mostly on the mend, but there was so much to keep me busy, such as…
…becoming a newly minted New Bizarro Author ™, and enduring the ego-crushing “initiation” (read: “hazing”) ceremony that followed.
…showing off my patented dance move, “the pogo stick” during the taping of Andrew Goldfarb’s new reality show for Bravo television, Dancing With The Bizarros.
…learning that winning third place in the Third Annual Ultimate Bizarro Showdown means that I am in fact, “human refuse” [see "ego (crushing of)", above].
Then there was my return home, followed shortly thereafter by a decision to shed one of my two day jobs (a choice spawned out of this indulgent whim to preserve whatever is left of my sanity). Following swiftly on the heels of that was this weekend’s whirlwind media frenzy that has included interviews with Lair Of The Yak and The Fearless Ghosthunter.
Oh, and the Ghosthunter? Not that fearless when confronted with the existential nightmare that is Bionic Cow Pope.
Then there was the writing of my monthly Apex blog, in which I discuss Thomas Ligotti, furries, and The Epic of Gilgamesh.
I’m pretty sure that in the midst of all that, the litter box got cleaned.
What’s that, honey?
Oops. My bad.
Moving right along…
So yes, readers. I will be giving you more details about all of this. I will give you a blog comparing and contrasting the milieus of World Fantasy and BizarroCon. I will be sharing pertinent information about the release of my first book, How To Eat Fried Furries.
And above all, I will do this without going Phillip K. Dick on y’all and seeing the pretty pink light.
But just give me a moment to catch my breath first.
Is that a deal?
Pinky-swear?
You’re the best readers ever!
