It’s take your fans to work day on Buffy, as we all go heigh-ho to the land of fast food and orange uniforms.
What I have concluded, now that I’ve just rewatched “Hell’s Bells,” (because I’m a few weeks ahead of the posted rewatches) is that “Doublemeat Palace” is far from the most depressing of the S6 Buffy episodes. Still. McJob. There’s not much fun to be had there.
I have been appearing at FanExpo Canada for the past couple days, selling and signing books and doing panels, and will be there again this afternoon. It has been big, boisterous and fun, and of course the costumed fans are an endless delight. Here are a few of them. My particular fave is Pam and AWOL Archer.
Our move from Vancouver had just started to build up a little momentum this spring when I sold Claude Lalumiere my story “Faces of Gemini” for the Super Stories of Heroes and Villains anthology, and even though I’ve been reposting Claude’s interviews and articles about the book, which contains stories by George R.R. Martin, Camille Alexa and Jonathan Lethem, among others, I’d entirely forgotten to let you all know.
“Faces of Gemini” initially appeared in Girls Who Bite Back: Witches, Mutants, Slayers and Freaks
Here’s a snip:
Gemini nodded, not trusting herself to speak. The horde had thundered into Stanley Park at dawn, killing everyone they found. The barbarians’ weapons had been primitive, but pitted against a scattering of unarmed joggers, tourists and kids, they had done plenty of damage. Dozens of civilians had been murdered before Crucible had arrived to contain the threat.
“So…” Leela said. “Bad guys gone now?”
The book will be out in September.
This week Buffy’s invisible and the Trio reveal themselves to the Scoobies in my rewatch of “Gone.” Also, Buffy’s hair is declared officially teh cute.
I will be appearing at FanExpo all week, starting Thursday. Look for me in “Author’s Alley” and at a panel on Friday at 6:15 p.m. on WorldBuilding and Epic Fantasy magic systems. I’m very excited about my first face-to-face collision with Toronto fandom, though very sad to be FanExpoing with my bestest con wingman, D.D. Barant of the Bloodhound Files novels.
What I overheard: “Well, if we can’t find a Priest, we’ll have to go looking for a Hero.”
Sounds very Dungeons and Dragons, no? Real world adventurers, off to find a cleric to help them slay a dragon. And yet they didn’t look like the sort of people one should stalk with a camera, in case a mystic fight broke out.
What it means: Toronto seems very burger oriented. There are burger joints everydamnwhere, many of them the proud owners of patios–patio dining is huge here, too. There are burger chains upon burger chains, and I should note that I mean they’re pubs: they’re not selling rubber ninety-nine cent McNasties.
One such chain is The Burger’s Priest. And another is Hero Burgers.
photo by Kristy Boyce
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