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Known World Heralds & Scribes Symposium
Jun. 28th, 2011 05:23 amWell, we went.
And I have to say - I spent most of it alone and bored. Part of that was the poor effects of my drug-taking-regime, but most of it came about because I don't really know very many heralds, and those who I do know were busy with their friends and associates. I was very much on the fringe. So after a while, I skipped dinner, gave in to the upset tummy, and went to bed. I hear that fun stuff happened after dinner, but honestly, I have no idea where it would have been held. In the crowded Hospitality Suite (which was, btw, wonderfully set up for quick refresher breaks)? Or was there some large gathering area that none of the folks I was around knew about? I did miss the sort of arrangement that we have at Atlantian University; the large well-lit area with tables and chairs, where people could gather and do things in company, and share elbow space. Like the hardly-used Room 3 had. This is what comes of ignorance... I had come prepared for social time in something like that and was not prepared for having to hunt down (and invade?!) other people's hotel rooms or either brave the hospitality suite and block other people's access, or sit in the lobby and hope someone I knew would happen by.
It reminded me of Pennsic. When I am working there, I am happy. I'm around people who are doing something of value and we have cameradrie. When I'm not, I'm, well, disenfranchised. Because I am not really in a "in crowd", not any longer. I wouldn't even know where to go to find my friends. (And before my Bros jump on me, let me say that while sitting under Cip's tree is pleasant, really - conversations there revolve around 2 distinct cliques and I am not in either one of them. It is nice to see everyone enjoying themselves but few of them are interested in the same sort of stuff that I am and for the most part, conversations are not about medieval-stuff.)
I need a Medieval Geek Meet. Yup.
{ETA: Upon reading this, I recognised that it sounded whiney... please don't think so - I am processing impressions and my current methods of involvement. Yeah, the event was not as wonderful for me as it was for some of my friends. But neither did it suck, and in only one particular could it have been improved (in my eyes) by the arrangements of the staff. Bossman, when he heard me say that I was "not a Con kind of person" observed that I had had a fabulous time at Kingdom12thNightCon (well, really, that's what it was) and that helped me to find what I felt was missing that would have made the difference for me. The classes were great and I feel renewed interest in Things Heraldic. It was the community-building that I missed. Or maybe I was just the lucky one who ended up trapped by the lonely people who needed to tell total strangers about their cats barfing on their pillows, or their trust-fund dependents misusing their opportunities. You know how it goes - all your friends are off having fun and you're nodding your head politely listening to the Crazy Person because you have nothing else to do!]
And I have to say - I spent most of it alone and bored. Part of that was the poor effects of my drug-taking-regime, but most of it came about because I don't really know very many heralds, and those who I do know were busy with their friends and associates. I was very much on the fringe. So after a while, I skipped dinner, gave in to the upset tummy, and went to bed. I hear that fun stuff happened after dinner, but honestly, I have no idea where it would have been held. In the crowded Hospitality Suite (which was, btw, wonderfully set up for quick refresher breaks)? Or was there some large gathering area that none of the folks I was around knew about? I did miss the sort of arrangement that we have at Atlantian University; the large well-lit area with tables and chairs, where people could gather and do things in company, and share elbow space. Like the hardly-used Room 3 had. This is what comes of ignorance... I had come prepared for social time in something like that and was not prepared for having to hunt down (and invade?!) other people's hotel rooms or either brave the hospitality suite and block other people's access, or sit in the lobby and hope someone I knew would happen by.
It reminded me of Pennsic. When I am working there, I am happy. I'm around people who are doing something of value and we have cameradrie. When I'm not, I'm, well, disenfranchised. Because I am not really in a "in crowd", not any longer. I wouldn't even know where to go to find my friends. (And before my Bros jump on me, let me say that while sitting under Cip's tree is pleasant, really - conversations there revolve around 2 distinct cliques and I am not in either one of them. It is nice to see everyone enjoying themselves but few of them are interested in the same sort of stuff that I am and for the most part, conversations are not about medieval-stuff.)
I need a Medieval Geek Meet. Yup.
{ETA: Upon reading this, I recognised that it sounded whiney... please don't think so - I am processing impressions and my current methods of involvement. Yeah, the event was not as wonderful for me as it was for some of my friends. But neither did it suck, and in only one particular could it have been improved (in my eyes) by the arrangements of the staff. Bossman, when he heard me say that I was "not a Con kind of person" observed that I had had a fabulous time at Kingdom12thNightCon (well, really, that's what it was) and that helped me to find what I felt was missing that would have made the difference for me. The classes were great and I feel renewed interest in Things Heraldic. It was the community-building that I missed. Or maybe I was just the lucky one who ended up trapped by the lonely people who needed to tell total strangers about their cats barfing on their pillows, or their trust-fund dependents misusing their opportunities. You know how it goes - all your friends are off having fun and you're nodding your head politely listening to the Crazy Person because you have nothing else to do!]
