GROWL for SF Fandom I. I saw the best minds of my genre destroyed by sanity, well fed, rotund, naked. dragging themselves through the convention centre at lunch time looking for affordable beverages longhaired hippies hunting for the dusty hardback collectible anthology of Hugo winners in the dealers room at night, who poor and t-shirted [...]
Canyon Crows pick at carrion, Clarion student leaves uneaten. (hmmm….not actually as dark as it sounds! I got buzzed by crows who wanted a piece of my dinner.)
