I’ve already reported to you about my first day at the World Fantasy Convention in Brighton, and had hoped to fill you in further, but I now realize I have to abandon the idea of writing about my other three days there—life since my return has proven to be just too busy, and I’m forced to admit I’m not likely to ever get around to my traditional oversharing.

Besides, a whole week has already passed, so any write-ups now would violate Edelman’s First Rule of Convention Reporting, which I’m sure you’ve all internalized from my repeated mentions of it.

Instead, you’ll have to be satisfied with heading over to Flickr and checking out some photos from the weekend, like the one above of me hugging it out late at night (or should that be early in the morning?) with F. Paul Wilson.

But I still reserve the right to tell you all about my marvelous dinner at Graze and the bizarre limited edition cheeseburger crust pizza I picked up at Pizza Hut.

Which ought to show you where my priorities are!