And not necessarily in that order.
Last Wednesday, I went to the French Consolate for my interview with the Head of Long Stay Visas. She was a friendly woman who rifled through huge amounts of paperwork, took money from me, made an extra copy of my passport, and eventually informed me that I’d be receiving my long stay visa in about a month. Hurrah! I’ll be good to go to France very soon.
I then hurried off to the World Horror Convention in San Francisco. I spent most of it just enjoying my friends who I wouldn’t be seeing next year, as we won’t be back from France until after WHC2007 in Toronto has occurred. I’m going to miss my horror family tremendously. I also felt more relaxed than at other conventions, I think because I just had a great connection with a new agent who loves my Top Secret Humorous Nonfiction Project. She’s now reading my novel, as well. It’s been tough finding an agent, but not as tough as dealing with publishers. Things look very positive with this lady, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed. It could be a very good match in every way. While I was in San Francisco, I had decided to reject another agent’s offer, as she only wanted to represent my nonfiction. That would be problematic, as an agent represents everything a writer writes, which would mean I’d only be able to write nonfiction. It doesn’t make a lump of sense, I know, but that’s the way the business works. So, I opted to keep looking.
But yeah…World Horror was fun in lots of ways. I was on a panel of Persephone Writers where we each spoke for 3-4 minutes on a female horror writer who influenced the genre. Some went back as far as 250 years. I spoke on Edith Wharton, as she wrote dozens of very creepy ghost stories. The panel was a huge success. Attendees told me that they wished the panel was two hours long instead of one hour. I was complimented on my eloquence in speaking about dear Edith, which was a great compliment, indeed. I was very touched. My own reading went well. A couple of people who have enjoyed my stories told me that they like them because there’s so much emotion in them. That made me very happy, indeed.
And I took The Frenchman to the convention, which was extra nice. He met all of my horror family, who seemed to like him very much, and generally made me very happy just by being there. He’s an amazing guy — which is good because soon I’ll need all his amazingness as I navigate his country.