An ass out of you and umption
Dec. 29th, 2009 08:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Crowded Culver's in the middle of Wisconsin. Table of four guys in their mid-twenties dressed in hunting winter camo and orange jackets, eating burgers and cheese curds and frozen custard. As I stood there propped against a wall waiting for a table to open up, it became clear what they were discussing:
"Like Mirror Dance? I liked that one, with the crazy clone brother."
"No, not Mirror Door, Mirador. It's a place. They're all places, all the titles. Fake word places."
"I just read Melusine."
"Well, you gotta borrow the others. There's this actress...."
I did not jump in to tell them that
truepenny had put trains in the last volume, but oh, was I tempted.
"Like Mirror Dance? I liked that one, with the crazy clone brother."
"No, not Mirror Door, Mirador. It's a place. They're all places, all the titles. Fake word places."
"I just read Melusine."
"Well, you gotta borrow the others. There's this actress...."
I did not jump in to tell them that
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Date: 2009-12-30 02:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-30 02:55 am (UTC)But, then, I think I'm also just socially wired to not intrude. Even granting a New York childhood before moving to Minnesota before high school.
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Date: 2009-12-30 01:25 pm (UTC)I had to learn to intrude a bit at cons, but mostly I just got to know enough people that I feel a great deal less like I'm intruding. If I was at a con where I knew nobody, I would still have a hard time poking my nose into conversations. I'd probably do it anyway, but it would be hard.