And Coyote said “he has written a screed against people, and so it would be funny to have him run into people he likes very much, so that he will feel conflicted.”
And it happened, but he was not conflicted, neither did irony poke at his bowels, and he said “ha, ha, Coyote, you missed me.” And he was thus in deep trouble, for Coyote was sore vexed.
I just bailed out a bit early from a very pleasant get-together with Pica, Numenius, Siona, and Maria. I can report that each and every one of them is exactly as their readers might imagine, only less pixelated.
We shopped for books, bought take-out curry from a spot on Telegraph with loud Bhangra music playing, sat on the banks of Strawberry Creek and ate, and chatted much of the time. It’s nice to meet people in real life and like them so much, so quickly. (Truth be told, I’d met Numenius and Pica before, but that was true then too.)
Posted by: Chris Clarke
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