The big questions were:
- How to find close accommodation
- How many books, mugs and accessories to take?
- and could we fit them in the car?
The con venue was huge. This year the Artist Alley had its own tent – literally. Last year it was in the Exhibitors (merchandise) tent. This was both a good, and a bad thing.
1. everyone in the pavilion were there to see the artists and authors.
2. The event was sprawled over different buildings and many attendees didn't even make it to our tent (before spending all their money).
Several Indie authors I've known for years on social media or in writing groups attended Melbourne Supanova (Melbourne is half way between Sydney and Adelaide), and I finally got to meet them!
Felicity Banks writes steampunk, set in Australia. We've been sharing writing (and health) info for some time now. I met Ash Oldfield and Chris Heinicke from FB writing groups and I was introduced to Rachel Nightingale by a mutual SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) friend.
There were amazing costumes, but not as many as I expected.
I sold quite a few books at Supanvoa. Someone even pre-ordered Aunt Enid!
Best feedback of the weekend: Day 2 (returning after buying book one, Doctor Jack & Other Tales, on day 1) - "I need to buy the next two books. I started reading the first book, my mum took it off me and spent the rest of the afternoon reading it and won't give it back."
Best unexpected meeting: Jack, from a local library, was hunting for new books. We chatted about library stuff. He took my card, as they are looking to expand their offering and want more steampunk books. (squee).
For those of you in Australia, my books are in the library system. Several libraries in Adelaide already have copies. I'm hoping some Melbourne ones will soon.
Unfortunate things about the weekend (other than the near crash on the way over):
- The heat inside the pavilion.
- Thank goodness I brought my inhaler! Melbourne has a visible fog layer (and there is local burning off). I've been wheezing all weekend.
- And all that standing has had a toll on my back. I was off for a massage today.
Red, the garden gnome (from the cover of 'Aunt Enid:Protector Extraordinaire') joined us on the road trip, along with my indie author co-conspirators. He made a pictorial road trip diary:
We started at 7 am.
Then it was back on the road...
And we arrived at our Air B&B in time for tea. A big thank you to Katie who played mum and cooked for us.
It was onto the showgrounds and the big tent for set up on Friday.
The view from our table. Yes, there is a world out there!
I would have loved to get a photo with Peter Capaldi but, alas, funds did not stretch far enough... a kindly fellow author let me touch his coveted ticket. Sigh.
I was very restrained this con. This is my purchased stash (plus a copy of Penolope Lowe's 'The Three Dungeoneers'. (Guess who's a D&D fan.)
After a busy weekend, Red is exhausted (and so am I). I'm battling to stop wheezing, with record fog and smog in Melbourne, and constant burn offs around the city. Red helped me to update my pages.
and we're off home. Time to fill up with petrol.
I've been on inhalers, antihistamines and steroids and have narrowly avoided return of the bronchitis after a weekend of Melbourne air (another reason I live in Adelaide).
As a result, I have moved the Aunt Enid eBook launch sale to start on 21st May and end on 7th June.