It’s been about ten years since I’ve been any farther from Winnipeg than Brandon, and while I’ve done my share of traveling when I was a kid, with my parents, I’ve never made my own travel plans. Add to that a PTSD reaction, from a period in my life where I had a man in control of me yell at me for hours on end, every few days, that I was worthless and stupid and couldn’t look after myself.
So when got together with The Punkettes and they invited me to join them in BC for the Surrey International Writer’s Conference, my knee-jerk reaction was “I’d love to, but no, no, silly, I can’t go off and do crazy things away from home and family and protection, and – no, no, absolutely not, I can’t do that. Lindsay doesn’t do things like that.”
And of course that sounds silly, so my brain immediately re-routed to excuses – the main one for the last while having been the completely legitimate “I’m too goddam poor to do stuff.”
And then suddenly it sank in that this is the first time in years that we’ve not been strapped for cash. We’ve come into bit of money, most of which we want to hoard in hopes of buying a house one day, or something – we’ll figure it out, but also, because we’ve been living with the mother-in-law, our living expenses have gone way down.
So I was out an excuse and decided ok, if my best writing buddy wants to go with me, then I’ll go. I’ll do it. There’ll be agents and editors there, and there will be tons of networking I can do, meeting people and all that stuff I taught myself to do at keycon last year and was so successful at. And I’ll get to meet the other punkettes in person, and we can gush about punky stuff together! And my best writing buddy checked her own finances, and being a student, waiting on loans and yadda yadda, she can’t make it.
At which point, I realized I really wanted to go. So I’m going.
And thus begins the BC mission. I wonder if they’ll let me wear my Abney Park flight goggles on the plane? I wonder if it would get me strip searched….
I’ve flown before – I love flying. If you read any of my long form writing, you’ll probably notice a theme of flying machines, animal characters that fly, etc. It always frustrates me that I’m not the sort of person who would likely end up in one of my own stories – that I’m not someone who likes to charge into things and has everything together and confident.
On the other hand, maybe I am. Every time I see myself shying away from these things, don’t I slap myself in the face and tell myself to stop being wuss? I am going after all. Don’t they always say the heros are the ones who are scared, but wade in anyway? So I got registers, I got my plane tickets Sunday (thanks to @AntigothTCO for his reassuring guidance there), and here’s me, bravely flying my flagship novel across the skies into battle.
TAKE NO PRISONERS!
Fly away, brave girl! Have a great time, and best of luck with the agents and publishers!
Thanks, I will 🙂
For what I understand of TSA Agents (and this could just be a US thing) they’re people who’re forced to scan thousands of people a day. Thousands of boring, disgruntled, borderline sociopaths, and potential terrorists. So, if you’re standing in line with an aviator cap on, beaming with enthused pride over the capability to overcome barriers humankind struggled with for ages. I figure they’ll simply delight in your presence.
By my figuring, the worst reaction you’d get, is an elderly man who mistakes you for the lost Amelia.
Lol. 🙂 I guess then I’ll at least keep them in my carry-on then and stick them on when I get to Vancouver so my friends can recognize me in the crowd easy. I’ll tell them that’s what they’re for.
I need to watch that Amelia movie though – I missed it when it was in theatres, but we have it on netflix.
On one hand… it’s awesome being your best writing buddy, and I would have enjoyed going very much… on the other hand… that much goddamn steampunk might have made my head explode…
I’m imagining it, and I think you’re right. The overload of steampunk may well have killed you. You did, after all, sit and stare and blink quite a while at my new jacket, and that’s not even costume, it’s just street clothes.
Now this may be nonsense – but is I’m seeing a trend here Lindsay:
– ED is ready to show to agents
– flying off to a writers conference because you want to
– Launching the Punkettes with the Steam Punkette and the Clock Punkette
– A bit of money in the bank!
It all feels like you are living like you can do it, you deserve it, you can achieve it, living like more than ever you know who you are, what you want, what you could achieve. (I don’t want to sound like a motiational speaker but I hope you know what I mean)
Anyway it all sounds good, you know? Very good.