Listen, guys. I wasn’t just making conversation when I said I wished I could be at the Worldcon this year. I really do like cons, and I’ve been thinking.
There’s going to be a Windycon in November. That’s only a couple months away, and at Windycon, I wouldn’t have to face quite as many problems of getting in and out of elevators in a wheelchair, or driving in heavy traffic, or being just a little too far from my medical support systems and what the dickens am I going to do when I discover I’ve forgotten to bring that pink and white candy-striped pill that I have to swallow with my first bite of breakfast or my nose will fall off? (Joke. I don’t have one of those. I do have fifteen or sixteen other kinds which do the job of making me appear reasonably human, though.)
There are a few other considerations, of course, but nothing that doesn’t get a lot easier if the con is in the suburbs, and a bit nearer to where I live, instead of downtown in a city which I happen to be fond of for many reasons but can’t quite handle right now.
So unless some sort of game-changing event happens between now and then, I’ll try to be there. Check the blog in October and I’ll keep you posted on how it looks.