Scifi Fandom

Something like twelve gazillion souls travel to Anaheim, California every year to enter a world of wonder and walk among people clad in furry costumes and pirate regalia. That I was doing the same would have been unremarkable…had I been at Disneyland instead of in a parallel magic kingdom created by pink monkeys… (Read More)

I made a major self-discovery while attending the 64th Annual World Science Fiction Convention: I’m a big filker! At least in spirit I’m a big filker. There seems to be some question whether or not one can be a filker at all without filking with other filkers. Which I never got around to doing at the WorldCon. I walked in on a small group that was down on the floor preparing to filk. But I got filk-shy and left before they started going at it. I wouldn’t have joined in anyway. I just wanted to watch. It was only later, alone in my dark apartment, that I realized exactly how big of a filker I probably was…. (Read More)