I was hosting my monthly writer’s workshop, The Cajun Sushi Hamsters, in my first “real” post-college apartment.
Your standard built-in-the-70s apartment
I was in the tiny kitchen, and so was Hugo-winner Maureen McHugh. Geoff Landis, who also has won Hugos, joined us.
Ah, harvest gold, how I despise you.
As always happens, once you get a few people in the kitchen, more come in, and very shortly the tiny space was packed!
So I said, “Sorry – only Hugo winners allowed in the kitchen!”
I worried about the joke the second I’d said it, but then Maureen threw her hands up in the air.
“YES! I finally GET something for my Hugo!”
Super successful awesome person I aspire to be like said WHAAT?
A dream so lofty I would scarce mention it to myself, and it doesn’t GET you anything?
As our workshop leader, Mary Turzillo said to me once:
“P
ublication is nice. Awards are nice. Neither gets you a discount on your coffee.”
Call me pessimistic, but that makes it seem more achievable.
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Jon · June 18, 2015 at 5:53 pm
Heard something about there being some drama surrounding the Hugos recently. So maybe not even that, depending on the kitchen.
Also, the cartooning thing is new, right? Are you starting to get into that?
reasie · June 18, 2015 at 8:16 pm
Yeah – I wasn’t sure if I should mention the drama, since mentioning the Hugo Award brings it in implicitly.
I started drawing cartoons for my blog on a lark and it’s become kinda “I can’t post I don’t have a doodle.” I’m shocked people say they like the drawings – and have even implied they’re good. It is only by the grace of photoshop I have any semblance of artistic skill!
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