Let me wrap things up: I’ve let them drag on too long, probably because I have been busier than a one-armed paper hanger since I got back. Or something like that. Fun ends and work returns and there is so much to do: I was grading papers on the train and sketching out a story…
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Noir Con 2014 – Part 3
The longest day of the con kicked off early with a talk from Eric Miles Williamson about his unconventional path to writing and academia. From a tough Oakland childhood to the ivory tower or at least the Texas equivalent, along the way he’s been a jazz musician as well as a novelist, and now sits…
NoirCon 2014 – Part 2
After a drink with Patti and her husband Phil in the Belgian beer place on South Street, we headed back to catch the Ross MacDonald panel with Tom Nolan and Jeff Wong and a whole host of images including personal photos and memorabilia. Really fascinating and sometime sad, as there were a lot of problems…
NoirCon 2014 – Part 1
I headed off to NoirCon. It was a misty morning so the fog floated over the Hudson as the train rumbled south. Before you knew it we were passing under the George Washington and pulling into Penn Station. After a relatively quick and painless change, I was on my way to Philly. I’d already missed…
NoirCon, Brigadoon, Writerage, and Two Hard Boiled Eggs
I realise I never got around to finishing the write up of Noircon. Life intervened. There was that September that would never leave! And then the October that barely shouted hello as it scarpered past. And now we’re past the midpoint of November and eek! So much to be done — thus, I need to…
NoirCon Survived
I went off to the wilds of Philadelphia where, admittedly, I am never keen to go. It’s just not one of my favourite cities. Not sure why. But I needed to be there for NoirCon and it was certainly the place to be to promote Weird Noir — — hey, for which we got a…
NoirCon Bound
Assuming another train doesn’t get canceled I should be on my way to Philadelphia today for NoirCon. The first event is the opening reception at the Philadelphia Masoleum of Contemporary Art, which ought to be a treat. I had hoped to get to the Mutter Museum today but the canceled train put the kibosh on…
K. A. Laity 