Las Vegas and writing and things that go bump in the night
The city of Las Vegas is larger than life. From the scale of the place to the reduction of wants, wishes and expectations it’s hard to wrap your mind around the city at first glance. My first few hours at EAACon was a bit like that. I kept meeting people that I’ve read for years, that I never thought I’d meet. The fangirl in me squeed as I met and hugged Remittance Girl, Emerald, and sat in the same room with countless other talented individuals.
Then. My muse woke.
And in the middle of the day 1, after a lovely lunch with Remittance Girl, Ruby Kiddell and Wyeth Bailey, inspiration struck and stuck like gum to the bottom of your shoe. My fingers twitched as we made the inevitable walk through the casino back to the conference(you know you can’t go anywhere in Vegas without passing through a casino first). I wanted to write. I had a story and my main character raged against the inside of my skull, demanding the right to jerk off across a page.
So, I wrote. I begged off the after lunch session and set myself up in a chair in the hallway. Over the next hour a story poured out onto my keyboard. It was glorious. I rode the wave of it, finishing the story as the session spilled writers into the hallway.
Suddenly I didn’t feel like a fangirl anymore.
I felt like I belonged there, that I should be adding my thoughts to this amazing collective pool of talent and experience.
Not quite what you expected for an EAACon post? Well, there’s no sense reinventing the wheel, and other attendees have written extensively about the content and breadth and experience. Just search for #EAACon on twitter and you’ll find them. I’m here to tell you I walked away from the conference with a clearer view of my immediate path and a refined idea of what and who Aisling Weaver is. So stick around. Check back now and again and see what I’m cooking up. I’ll be changing the site extensively over the next week or so, but I’ll try and keep y’all updated on how that’s going. In fact, I’m going to try to ramble here just a little every day, just to talk about how the writing’s going and so forth.