World
Horror Convention 2014.
Portland,
Oregon.
Last
week, I took a plane to Oregon to meet up with some of my favorite people in
the world. We studied together, learned together, had some of the best
conversations over great food and drink, and danced and laughed until the sun
came up. I met new friends, caught up with old ones, and explored the city of
Portland while I wrote poetry, sipped great coffee (and ale!) and took
photographs of the uncanny, the weird, and the lovely.
· Attending
the panel on Extreme Horror where Jack Ketchum, Wraith James White, Jeff Burk
and Aaron Sterns chatted about where the line is drawn, and if there is even a
line to cross in the genre. Great insight with a lot of commentary that made me
think and take another look at my work. Plus there was a 6 or 7 year old kid
sitting next to me, so that was interesting…and scary.
· Lecturing
on my first panel, Violence in Verse. I got to sit and talk poetry with poets
that I’ve been reading and admiring for years: Rain Graves, Michael A. Arnzen,
James Dorr and Dan Clore.
· Having
dinner and talking about the Apocalypse with my wonderful friend, CraigDiLouie. Greatly looking forward to his book, Suffer the Children, and the
poetry that I’m forcing him at gunpoint to write.
· Pitching
my novel, The Eighth.
· Chatting
with my favorite power couple, Jason and Sunni Brock. Love these two. Always
great conversation and lots of laughs. Plus, when you throw William F. Nolan
and Gardner Goldsmith into the mix, you know things are only going to get
better!
· Meeting Rocky Wood and having one of the most
enlightening and delightful conversations that I’ve ever had.
· Sharing
my Bram Stoker nomination moment with the man that inspired me to write poetry: Michael A.Arnzen. It was a wonderful experience and the added bonus of getting to have
dinner and share it with him was the tops. Cheers, my friend.
· Dancing
at the Lovecraft with Tim Waggoner and my insanely wonderful roommates: Ryan
DeMoss, Michelle Lane, and Joe Borelli. Not only have we had the great
experience of studying and crafting together, but now we get to travel the
world with one another, too, and keep making memories. Cin Ferguson, you too my
dear. Our walk and dinner at the Blossoming Lotus was a great treat and I
really enjoyed catching some one-on-one time with you.
· Exploring
Powell’s Bookstore and snagging some great classic beat poetry.
· Stumbling
upon the Saturday Market with Michelle where I bought a great hat right after
the gentleman was done crocheting it.
· Meeting
a ton of my lovely Facebook and Twitter friends for the first time. Immediate
friendships were had and it was as if we didn’t even skip a beat.
· Having
drinks, lots of laughs, and great conversation with the one and only JackKetchum, who is the man that inspired me to start writing horror. I raise my glass (sorry
it’s only tea) to you, sir. Can’t wait for our paths to cross again.
The
entire convention was a blessing and I feel strongly that I’ve left with some of
the best memories and experiences to date. There is nothing more refreshing and
special than friendship and on the taxi cab ride back to the airport, Gardner
said something that will stay with me forever: “It’s not the stories we write,
it’s the friendships we make.” Beautifully put and absolutely true.
Sending
all my love and good energy to my friends. Safe travels and I’ll see you all
next year in Atlanta, and some of you even sooner at Seton Hill, Necon, and Confluence.
xoxo,
--Stephanie M. Wytovich
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