kyoto hotel in downtown LA

Currently in third floor--ish--balcony off the banquet area looking over the city. Skyscrapers always throw me a little; the celebration of nature in its infinite glory is all well and good, but I stand in awe before the creations of men, the infinite stretch of our minds that can imagine and then create, clothe our ideas in steel and glass and set them before the eyes of the world. How can you not sit in awe before that?

Checked in with KisCon just as they were closing up so we were right on the money. There are bags! Canvas bags! I have a canvas bag. I also have a low threshhold of sanity if I don't have the sense to go to bed already, but I'm too used to VVC, where the night before the con starts sleep is for Later, now is for Everything.

It's also different; I don't know almost everyone here. Other than svmadelyn, it's possible I don't know anyone. This is not a criticism except of myself; I rarely go where there's unfamiliarity, and my ability to socialize rises exponentially with the number of people I know. It's the remainder of high school misery which continues to trump good sense; I'm more afraid of rejection in potential than loneliness. I'm far too used to the certainty that I can entertain myself given laptop and wireless to be very good at taking risks.

Star Trek was my first fandom and first fandom love both; X-Men was next (fandom works in cycles; it took eleven years but I'm starting over again from the top). Trek, like X-Men, I don't have to be involved with the fandom to be fannish about it; those things will never end. Star Trek is the infinite space of imagination, the best and sometimes the worst of what we are and can be and could have been; X-Men is the breadth of humanity's potential self, the hope of what we can be if we only learn why we should want to. Both are the definition of hope. Yes, even in the Savage Land. Maybe less so in House of M.

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[feanna]

I'm more afraid of rejection in potential than loneliness.

That does soud terribly familiar, the part after it too. To add I'm also (though less as I grew out of my teens) afraid of annoying people.

And books can be carried everywhere! (My laptop, which I read on much more these days isn't all that portable.)


I do still envy everybody who gets/got to go to kiscon though, because I met the organizers last year and they are very awesome people! And the whole thing sounds like so much fun.
Sadly, exam season is in progress.

So: HAVE LOTS OF FUN! (In whatever way.)

PS: I totally get the "fannish without involved in the fandom", because some things stay with you like that.

[out_there]

the celebration of nature in its infinite glory is all well and good, but I stand in awe before the creations of men, the infinite stretch of our minds that can imagine and then create, clothe our ideas in steel and glass and set them before the eyes of the world.

*is in awe*

I'm one of those tourists who didn't bother seeing the Grand Canyon (I'm sure it's great nad spectacular and all, great big crack in teh middle of big rocks) but loves seeing cities for that reason. Man-made things are inspiring.

[scy]

Oh, btw bb, you came up at dinner tonight with my dad and he says congratulations re: convention, story, etc, etc.

:)

[aubergineautumn.livejournal.com]

Hello, she who keeps bumping into the fringes of my world. I stayed at the kyoto last year. Have fun, talk to people!

[lolafeist.livejournal.com]

I keep planting little wishes out into the universe for Savage Land storylines with the XMFC boys. Mostly because fighting a dinosaur would make me laugh, but also because I love wacky "we're stuck in an unlikely situation together fighting dinosaurs bad guys" stories. Less emphasis on wacky.

It's the remainder of high school misery which continues to trump good sense; I'm more afraid of rejection in potential than loneliness. I'm far too used to the certainty that I can entertain myself given laptop and wireless to be very good at taking risks.

This is how I feel at any cons or large work gatherings. My social anxieties go through the roof.

[yoiyami.livejournal.com]

... but I stand in awe before the creations of men, the infinite stretch of our minds that can imagine and then create, clothe our ideas in steel and glass and set them before the eyes of the world. ...
That is utterly gorgeous.

And the third para is an echo of my own mind that was very unexpected and almost painful to read. You always seem to express that which I can not about myself. It's kind of strange but welcome.