The Fourth Street Fantasy Convention is over. It was glorious, and too short. However, if it had been longer, I think my brains would have leaked out of my ears.

There’s a party tonight, the traditional Dead Dog, and I’m trying to rest enough to be up for it. But there’s so much in my head, so many new ideas and thoughts and concepts bumping around in there that it’s really hard for me to relax.

I’ve never had this much fun at a con! I don’t want it to end, there’s still so many conversations I haven’t had.

There is so much in my head that I’ll be writing about in the coming weeks. Oh, the things that are coming. Things are about to get very interesting.