I’m San Francisco this week on business. I had hoped to check out the science fiction scene here, by which I mean visit some used bookstores and beef up my already over-beefed sf collection. Another thing I had hoped was to attend some sci-fi events but, alas, they conflict with the business thing.
There’s a San Francisco based sf group here, who point to such goodies as Monday’s X-Men 3 publicity meet at the Golden Gate Bridge (which appears in the movie). I missed it. I was hoping to meet Halle Berry to, you know, compare notes on sci-fi. Two very large notes. (Did I just type that?)
On Tuesday there’s a monthly “SF in SF” author reading by Pat Murphy and Terry Bisson. I’ll be missing that too.
I also just learned that this past weekend was the World Horror Convention with attendees including authors, artist John Picacio and the crew from Locus Magazine. Too bad I missed it. I could have asked Locus to send my issues in a metal container as someone in the U.S. Postal Service insists on unsealing all of mine to read it and deliver it late.