Sherlock Seattle was so, so incredible. But you knew that.
Before I start with the fangirling, I would just like to let you guys know that if you would like to chat more about fanfic in general, or omegaverse, or my nuts-and-bolts approach to slash, or any of the other topics covered in panels I was on, my Ask box is always open. :)
MadLori is a delightful person, has so much great advice, and is hilarious as well. And the whole weekend she kept telling me how much she loved my fics, which was massively thrilling. I wanted to say something back to her about her own work, but I figured she was probably tired of hearing people say what I would have said. (Which is: “After I read Alone on the Water, I flopped out of my chair and cried on the floor for an indeterminate period of time. Thank you for that.”)
Holy shit, abundantlyqueer is a force of nature. I only got to see one of her panels, unfortunately — mainly because I was on other panels at the same time. A couple times I looked at the audience and thought, “Wow, I anticipated that there’d be more people here for this.” And then I’d remember, “Oh yeah, AQ has a panel right now. Everyone’s over there with her.” But on Sunday afternoon I got her to talk to me about T.E. Lawrence for ninety seconds, so we’re square as far as I’m concerned. :D
I would like to propose that AQ start a podcast. I (and a million other people, I’m sure) could honestly listen to her talk for hours on any subject. “Today’s podcast is about the difference between Protestant Tea and Catholic Tea.” “Today I’ll be talking about Sean Bean’s face.” “The topic of today’s podcast is John and Sherlock touching dicks.” Like seriously, AQ, can’t you just record something every day in the car on your way to and from work and post it for us each night?
Makokitten is clever and funny and brilliant and just the daintiest thing under a bonnet.
OMG, the two Cecil Baldwins who spent the whole cosplay contest trying to kill each other!
Ben Signpost is so tiny and adorable, you can’t help but want to hug him. But watch out, because he’ll hug you, and good lord he is a rib-cracker.
Reapersun, I did not get a chance to see you! But a couple people told me that you were saying nice things about me while you were around, which just warmed my little black heart! You should have heard the audience reaction when I simply mentioned your name at the Fanfic panel.
Every panel I was on, I kind of felt like the Deadpool of Sherlock Seattle. Professorfangirl or Songlin or Lee Shackleford would school us all with something profound and compelling, and I would just be like, “Hey guys, who wants 372,844 pancakes?!”
Thank you to all you shy little darlings who approached me between panels and stood slightly behind me and to my left and patiently waited for me to stop flailing about whatever I was flailing about until I noticed you. You all said such lovely things and I felt like a rock star all weekend because of you.
Thank you to all the staff and volunteers. You guys paid – and some of you traveled hundreds of miles – to do things like check coats, hand out badges, and move tables around, so that attention whores like myself could just waltz in without a care in the world and party. I hope you all got to have as much fun as I did. :)
(Will add more later as I think of things.)