No longer Writers of the Future.
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This is the Manor Hotel--Celebrity Centre International, and home to 12 Writers of the Future for a week in September. | |
| Bill Rowland, Bruce (Franklin) Thatcher, Jim Hines, and me hang around the back loby. It's really a beautiful place, and a great place to get work done. | |
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The Workshop begins. No comment about the brown-noser at the front of the room, all right? I'm making up for all those college courses I slept through! | |
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Algis and Edna. | |
| Jerry Pournell, Tim Powers, and Tim's lovely better half, Serena. | |
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Tim Powers and Amy Casil. Two fine writers. | |
| Kevin J. Anderson presents my award. I was glad Kevin was my presenter. I truly admire his accomplishments. | |
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Hamming it up on stage. People seemed to like what I said, and I really had a good time this year. | |
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After the awards, there was quite a lot of booksigning going on. | |
| The next day, we had a few books left to sign. Seemed to me there were fewer this year than last. | |
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Maybe my favorite moment of the week. Scott Nicholson, Amy Casil, and me--the three returning finalists--stand in front of the Battlefield Earth display at the L. Ron Hubbard Life Museum on the last day there.
No longer Writers of the Future. |
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