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CONduit and Denver Comic-Con

Well, I'm back from three weeks in Paris. I got plenty of writing done and am completely creatively rejuvenated. And, like a fool, instead of parlaying that rejuvenation into more writing, I'm doing conventions for the next two weekends.

I'll try to keep up on the writing, sure, but I'd have a hard time passing up seeing those of you who care.

CONduit is a Science Fiction convention held each year in Salt Lake City. Here's their website. They're  one of the oldest cons in Utah devoted to Science Fiction (possibly the oldest?) and I'll be doing four appearances.

  • Saturday 11:00 am - Reading (I'll be reading a selection from Operation: Montauk and possibly a tease from my next book.)
  • Saturday 2:00 pm - Signing (I'll be signing and selling books)
  • Saturday 3:00 Geek Journalism (Bryan Young, Krystal Star & Danielle Uber Alles (Hello Sweetie)) 
  • Sunday 10:00 Star Trek, Star Wars, and J.J. Abrams (Julie Henderson, Bryan Young, Stephanie Roberts, Carl Stark)
It takes places at the Downtown Radisson in Salt Lake City and starts on Friday, May 24 and ends Sunday, May 26.

For those of you in my hometown, I hope to see you there.

For those of you in Denver or heading to the Denver Comic-con, I hope to see you the week after. You can check out my page on their site here. Last year was their first year and I have to admit that it might have been one of the best conventions I've ever been to. This year they've got guys like Dee Bradley Baker, Stan Lee and Jim Steranko and geek girl icons like Felicia Day. The sixth Doctor will even be there.

And so will I.

I'd love to sign a book for you.

It takes place May 31st to June 2nd at the Colorado Convention Center in downtown Denver.

I hope to see you guys at either of these events. Or both. 

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