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UPDATED: My Dragon*Con 2011 Schedule

So, I moved too late to get a table for the show (I was numbered in the hundreds on the waiting list), but I did manage to find myself on a panel with my good friend Janine Spendlove (author of the ridiculously popular and very fun to read War of the Seasons books).

Mon 1:00pm Self Publishing vs. Traditional Publishing in YA- In this era of instant media, what are some advantages and disadvantages of self-publishing your YA novel, vs. the traditional path often taken?
Janine Spendlove, Bryan Young, Jonathan Maberry, Jackson Pearce
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It should be a very fun and interesting panel. And I think there are distinct advantages to each method of publication, so I'm not for one side or the other.

I'll be roaming the convention the whole time (tweet me if you want to meet up) and I'll have books on me in case you wanted to pick some up. (I'll be carrying Lost at the Con, Man Against the Future, and my convention only versions of The Colossus.)

If you see me, feel free to say hello.

UPDATE:

I'll be on at least one Star Wars related panel. I'm confirmed on The Clone Wars panel and possibly one more.

Clone Wars!
You've seen the show on Cartoon Network, now come and talk about it with some die-hard fans!
Sun 08:30 pm; A706;

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