Rewarding

The Moreva of Astoreth has won a book award.

Love it when that happens. Because it means I don’t suck.

I’m entering it in every contest I can–at least the ones that aren’t a scam. You’d be amazed how many there are. Maybe you wouldn’t. No matter what’s going on, there’s always going to be someone who’s going to try and get over, to part you from your wallet. I’ve learned a lot about that on this author’s journey. More than I ever cared to know.

So I’m trying something new. A virtual con dealer’s table. I’ll be selling beside 3 or 4 other authors, sharing a booth. I don’t have enough inventory to justify a booth of my own, so we do it as a group and split the cost. Since the lockdowns began, I’ve gotten fairly good at the tech stuff. Well, sorta fairly good. Good enough, is probably a better way to put it.

I miss in-person cons. Yeah, I know–I’m not a people person. But there’s something about being at a con… I don’t do people because in a crowd, I can feel my energy being sucked out. I get home, and I’m just so tired. Yet cons are the opposite. Maybe it’s because you’re with thousands of like-minded people who, like you, are weird and excited to be there. It just kind of buoys you along. Something else I’ve noticed over the years, too. I’m not depressed at cons. It’s like all that good energy keeps it at bay. It never lasts, not that I expect it to. Usually not more than 24 hours. But while I’m there, it’s wonderful not to have this millstone sitting on my head. The other odd thing is despite all that energy, I don’t get manic, either. I don’t sleep a lot at cons–no one does–but the not sleeping isn’t because I’m manic. It’s just such a wonderful time. Guess being at a con is one of the few times when I can say I’m really having fun and enjoying life.

Ciao.

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