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[pantryslut]

Lea Delaria is emceeing this year's Lambda Literary Awards.

Samuel R. Delany will be attending the reception.

Why, oh why couldn't I have been nominated this year?

Comments

[genderfur.livejournal.com]

You *don't* want to be in the same room with Samuel Delaney. The man does not bathe. This is not metaphorical or an exaggeration.

[pantryslut.livejournal.com]

Having been to a previous Lambda Lit reception, this actually brings joy to my heart. Kind of in the same spirit as the guy who showed me his full leather kit concealed under his tux, if you know what I mean.

[nnaloh.livejournal.com]

Having spent a week in the same room with him (he was a mentor in the year I attended Clarion, and critiquing sessions met every day in the same room), I will say that my experience is vastly different.

[genderfur.livejournal.com]

What can I say? Only that I'm glad your experience is different from that reported by other people I know.

[nnaloh.livejournal.com]

I figured it'd be a useful data point. It was a bloody hot room, too. Michigan summers are killer. And I've been in Delany's presence a fair bit over the years, before Clarion and since. I've found his presence pleasing in all ways.

[pantryslut.livejournal.com]

It was a bloody hot room, too.

Aw, your air conditioners must've been broken. I remember the critique room as one of the few pleasant (weather-wise :) ) places to be.

[nnaloh.livejournal.com]

It was definitely the coolest room to be in. But we had a heat wave halfway through Clarion, where even the critique room was too sweltering to sleep. Our dorm rooms were just bloody unbearable. It was a bad summer. I still remember my co-Clarionette Sten, finishing a phone call back home and running down the hallway, yelling, "chickens are exploding in Wisconsin!"