Letter to God

[eredien]

2/18/05

Dear God,

I had a great time at the con today. I learned a lot about book marketing and took notes for my new novel ideas and saw authors whose books I'd loved since childhood.

I really like SF cons. People there are generally intelligent and well-read.

I would like to continue going to such functions without feeling paranoid, though. So, quit it with the creepy people already.

I thought the incident at Worldcon '01 was mildly disconcerting, but that was no one's fault. No one could've known he was a nudist.

But today's married guy with kids: "I don't want you to think I'm hitting on you. But what are you doing this evening?"

Not ok, God. Please stop.

If I am doing something to make people think I am an easy target for this kind of thing, help me figure out what it is.

If I am doing something to make halfway-sane, intelligent, kind people--the type with whom I would actually like to have a stable relationship--go out of their way to avoid me, help me figure out what that is, too.

I don't want to walk home again thinking I know how to use the keys that are in my hand. I will scream and go for the eyes.

Thank you.

- Eredien

Comments

[breimh.livejournal.com]

*snugs* There are a lot of strange people out there. Did the guy say he wanted to go have coffee, and talk with you about something you'd pointed out that was particularly interesting while at the con?

That's what I would have been asking someone at a con about, if they wouldn't be too uncomfortable to just go for a cup of coffee or something, and chat about some facinating idea they'd come up with.

Sorry you got scared, though. *snugs again for good measure*