Me, Marjorie Liu, & my sister Heather
I’m here at the World Con and making a total ditz out of myself. I came out of the gate strong, making a goggled-eyed impression right at the hotel reservations. There was a beautiful woman waiting behind my sister and I me with a very nice blouse on, so I complimented her on it. She smiled and said thank you then, and went to check in at the counter beside me. I overheard her say Marjorie Liu, at which point I leaned back around my sis and exclaimed. “Did you just say you are Marjorie Liu? I have your book!” Yes, I know, exactly the kind of professional air I wanted to walk in with, but come on – It was Marjorie Liu!
Her face lit up. She was so sweet and kind. Unfortunately I made a fool of myself even further when I asked for her autograph later and couldn’t stop stammering and giggling like a complete idiot.
Then I did it again when we stepped on the elevator and there was a nice lady already on and I did a quick glance at her tag, and couldn’t help blurting out, “You’re Elizabeth Moon! I’m on the elevator with Elizabeth Moon!” As though she didn’t know who she was or that she was indeed on an elevator. She gave me that kindly indulgent smile, very poised, and was quick to exit when the elevator reached her floor, probably relieved when I didn’t get off and follow after her. I have so much more to tell you about the Con, but that will have to wait for a few days. More pictures too. A lot more.