The writer's convention has been very interesting for the first day. I learned several things I want to ponder and talk about, but later.
One thing I really wanted to be a part of was the Grandmaster Anne McCaffrey tribute.
She did amazing things with her stories. Her protagonists were often outsiders.
I was an outsider. All though school, I could never fit in. So I escaped into books and TV shows of science fiction and fantasy. They were places I could go to feel safe, even if I couldn’t go there, though I yearned to join myself with the crew the Enterprise or Moonbase Alpha. I knew I won’t fit in there either but they might have not been so cruel.
Then one day I came across a book, with a cover that had a girl surrounded by little dragons. In within that book I found something I never expected to find, because I have never found the like in all of reality, someone like me. Here was a girl struggling with so many of the things I was struggling with. Dealing with things with techniques I too had discovered.
I had found someone like me. I wasn’t alone in the universe. There was a chance that somewhere out there that someone could understand me.
Dragonsong and Dragonsinger gave me hope like few things ever had. It was a hope that I held onto for a very long time. When you have so very little hope you can milk what you have in ways most people would never understand.
How I wished a MasterHarper would come and take me away to a place that I could be myself and find some few good friends. That never happened, but I became MasterHarper to others. Maybe someday I’ll find my Harper Hall, or make my own.