Skyring's Convention Journal
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Skyring's Convention Journal
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And finally we finished up at The Evil Bookshop, so named because it was full of the most excellent cutprice books. Remainders, mostly, but such wonderful prices! Best of all, it was only a few steps to our hostel, so k-j-h and I could limp back and make some release notes before the highlight of the convention that evening. |
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We paused for but a moment at a grog shop for industrial-strenghth champagne and soft drink before resuming the climb. Servalan, a native of these parts, was muttering something about "we should be there by now" and I was just hoping that the torture would stop so that I could examine the bloody stumps I was walking on. At last we hit a likely looking church hall. Well, likely or not, it was as far as Servalan was going to get us before outright revolt erupted. Trivia night or not, this was it. And as chance would have it, so it was. Inside was crowded with Bookcrossers. And books, funnily enough. |
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But first we had to divide ourselves into teams and choose names. |
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Quizzical, Jawin, PuppyMummy, Newk, Wombles, Trueshot , Neesy. |
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Tqd, FutureCat, lytteltonwitch, littlemave grogging on, Kirst040, BookFrog. |
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M-girl with bandanna (Marianne) Enoch-metatron (Leon in RL) Caldron, Gergie-Shaw, Servalan, k-j-h |
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MeganH, Noodlebowl, sarahandduncan, FuShMuSh's brother Gelfling, Hawkette, Mr MeganH. And if you look in the middle of the table, you may see this book before it was covered. |
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It was the fellowship of good friends, most of whom I had barely met, but we all had so much in common. So much to talk about, so much to share. Jessica kept the questions coming and it seemed as if every one was a challenge. Of course some were easy - who was the third man on the Apollo 11 mission? I've read his book - Michael Collins. And some were hard. The capital of Paraguay? *Gulp* Sometimes we had to identify a tune, or a photograph of a famous author. Link up books with characters. I suppose it helped that half the room had read The Da Vinci Code. Or name the characters in The Wiggles group. These questions are impossible! There were three rounds, each one better than the last from the point of view of my team. We finished the last round knowing that we were in with a solid chance. Only one question had given us much trouble, and it was the recipient of Vincent Van Gogh's severed ear. Jackiea had thought it might have been a prostitute, but I was dead certain that his brother had been mixed up in it somewhere, so we put that down when I insisted. "If we lose by a point, I'm going to kill myself!" I said, and as Jessica read the answers out, it became clear that although we'd done very well indeed, we had missed out on that ear thing. And as she read out the final scores, my heart rose and rose until she announced that our team had scored 66 and that the West ChristChurch Cats had scored ... 67! Oh no! I threw myself on the floor and beat my little fists on the ground. Oh the shame! |
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And then Servalan led us back home. But it was all downhill and we fairly rolled and floated back down the slope, enjoying the evening, full of champagne and good humour. And then, out of the evening, lost on his way back to where we were going, we fell in with a kindred spirit. I release books and take photographs of them out in the wild, but this chap roams the world with a stuffed toy bat and takes pictures of "Batty" in famous locations. Just that morning while we were laying down a trail of books around Circular Quay, he'd been there with his bat. http://www.cutebatty.com/page6.html A fascinating man, and we swapped tales of our separate addictions. I don't know who the most famous Bookcrosser is, but Batty had made it into the hands of Chelsea Clinton, and there was a photograph to prove it. He didn't have Batty with him, but we pressed a book into his hand before we left him at Central Station. And then we made our usual midnight Internet hours as we caught up. |
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But first, I had to meet Jenny-G and Charbono at the Sydney Central YHA. While I was waiting I fooled around with Charlie Chaplin again. |
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She told me that when Charbono was born somebody asked her what would be the greatest gift to give a child and she answered "The gift of reading". She couldn't give me what I already had, but she gave me a treasure. The first book she had ever registered and it was a compendium of Michael Connelly's superb crime thrillers - three tense and intricately plotted novels which I purely loved. http://www.bookcrossing.com/journal/708296 |
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And what better place to put the books that inevitably turn up at a Bookcrossing event? Left to right we have Noodlebowl, Pixette, BookFrog and k-j-h who has been caught out doing heaven knows what under the table. It had been a long weekend. |
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I scanned in the journal entries and began writing up the story of the convention, but was interrupted by all sorts of things. Sleep when I got home, for one thing. Writing a Bookcrossing novel for another. And then there was the Canberra Meetup, a month after the ABC had run to its triumphant end. Our Meetups began in August 2003, as I recall, when we had me, a journalist and a half-dozen local Bookcrossers, most of whom I never saw again. By mid-2004 we were meeting in Starbucks and getting some semblance of continuity under the skillful guidance of Scott and the December Meetup promised to be a good one, with my Bookcrossing friend from Borneo SUJIE making an appearance with three members of her family, and a few others promising attendance, beginning with the awesome Calissa, whose releases last for mere seconds before being caught. |
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One of them, tossed lightly into a pool off Lake Burley Griffin in the centre of Canberra, washed up in Borneo, where it started off a chain of enthusiastic Bookcrossers, culminating in SUJIE showing up at our Canberra Meetup with four members of her immediate and virtual family in tow, including the irrepressible CoffeeBron. It was awesome to meet Sue at last. http://bookcrossing.com/journal/610919 |
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In comparison to Bron's bounciness, Bort is staid and sedate. But so is everybody else! |
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And she has a wonderful hand, as you can tell from her craftwork with my calligraphy felt-tip. Her daughter Jenny is every bit as interesting, being clad entirely in black, for one thing, and with a superb taste in books for another. Our group organiser Scott has made an entry too, now that I look closely. Sparse and elegant. |
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I have some comments to add to the many above entries. First books ***DO**** float in two release bags. See here. This book was going round and round a few hours later after the flash mob. Buy your bags. That reminds me. I must buy some more and get my wings back |
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Once again note the release bags. Go buy. No, I do not get a commission. But Ron if you are listening????? |
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See the bus in the background? Well young charbonno plastered it with those little stickers. Maybe "plastered" is a small exaggeration, but not much. |
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6th Jan 2005 ------ Oh my goodness! It has arrived in Blighty - all in one piece and looking fresh and lovely after an overseas trip! It has been pure wonderment to see the handwriting of you famous Aussie Bxers! Thanks for sending it Skyring. I will take it along to the next London meet-up next week so it can continue its journey! :) The postie delivered it this morning while my parents were visiting. Having heard exhaustive accounts of how great Bookcrossing is over the last two years, they finally got to see it in action and understand the appeal of it today by witnessing my catch and reading the journal - so - to everyone - Yoko's mum and dad say "G'day!" :) ----- Tuesday 11th January ----- The little journal travelled to Ye Olde Cittie of Yorke in High Holborn for the London Meet-up. It was received with many gasps and much applause for making it so far on just that tiny pair of sproingy grey legs that Skyring attached to it. I made a scrapbook style entry, as did WickedPhoenix; misterpunch; Miss_R; diomedes; leighspeak; KenseyRiver; semioticghost; purple-sam; indielibrarian; quadrat; julian; wistfuldragon and Netstation... I will see whether I can get them to make an entry here, too. ----- NOTE: ---- The journal was last seen hitching a ride up the M3 with Netstation. It had a cigarette hanging out of it's covers, had had WAY too much to drink for a ringbound book, and it told me it loved me. It also asked me to let you know that it was having the holiday of a lifetime, and not to worry too much, as it was going to be on its BEST behaviour. |
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Well! What a time I've had recently. All the way to London on my own, barely had time for a rest, then that Yoko takes me out drinking! I think I remember her saying it was a party in my honour and she could have been right, as though there were lots of other books there *I* was the one everyone wanted to handle. Anyway, I blame the jet lag for my lacklustre performance in the BC drinking club (also known as The Cittie of Yorke) I met stacks of lovely bookcrossers and they all added to the memories recorded on my pages. I was a bit unnerved when they tied me up with gold ribbons, but then I relaxed when I realised it was just decoration and not some bondage thing! Anyway I was just getting into my stride and thinking that going back to Yoko's place might be a good idea, when she hands me to this big bloke who instantly puts me in a big black car with tinted windows and say he's going to take care of me, in a scarily 'Goodfellas' sort of voice. I did what all good books do in those circumstances, and passed out! If I don't reappear this is the type of car to search for. |
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It's OK friends, you can relax. I got to Stratford safe and sound and I've spent a few days with that Netstation guy, who isn't as scary as he first appeared. I've been to Shakespeare's birthplace and the RSC, and we had a nice afternoon down by the river but it was b****y cold! He tells me we're off to a forest tomorrow, to meet some Weebles? The picture is Shakespeare's birthplace (does it *always* rain here?) and Netstation's office is on the right hand side. He says if anyone is travelling to Stratford to pm him and he'll try and meet up with them. |
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Well we made it to the forest, and what a fabulous place this is! The UK BCers are planning to have their summer picnic here this year and I wish I could be here for it. I've met a weeble! Only one, but she is very Weebly. She looks after the OBCZ here, and introduced me to Offy; purple-pixie and DH; Isildur, hooded-killer; Tehuti, and Paulalou42. The cafe in the forest is great. Someone got Lemon Drizzle cake on my cover, but they licked it off, which was nice ;o) |
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At last, a peaceful couple of weeks for me. All I had to do was sit back and watch the world go by as Netstation did his best to wear out England's motorways. Our last trip has brought us to Reading where even Netstation swears at the one-way system. We're here for the BOSH bash, which is a regular but informal meet-up of some BCers from Berks, Oxon, Surrey and Hants and anyone else that wants to come along. There's too many to list, so you'll just have to wait and see what they wrote in me. We're in the library of the Great Expectations pub, and suitably Dickensian it is too. Not what I expected from the outside, that's for sure (see pic) Good beer and great company but I can't drink much as there are quite a few new BCers here and I don't want them to think we're all lushes! |
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Back to London for the February meet-up at the fabulous new OBCZ started by the owners of the Stamford Arms pub. I'm beginning to think that all Netstation does is work, and go to BC meets! Again there's a lot of first-time BC meeter-uppers here, so I'll be on my best behaviour. Not only that but we have two VIP guests whom Netstation's invited and are telling us all about camel-carried mobile libraries in Senegal and Cameroon. Imagine having to wait *four months* to get a new book! They are doing great work though, and I'm sure all the UK BCers will help them out with an upcoming project. The pictures of all the friends I made at this meet are here: http://www.interiorschemes.com/BOOKCROSSING_SITE/BX_Meetup_080205/index.htm and Netstation and Yokospungeon made sure that they all wrote a greeting. ps Yoko, the secret of what you got up to when we met last Saturday is safe with me. I'll never spill the beans. |
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Back to the English midlands now, and the powerhouse of this manufacturing region, Birmingham. We're at the Midlands Arts Centre and it's a nice place for a meet-up (see pic) . A small meeting this time, quite an intimate little foursome actually, with me, Fellraven, Loribee, and my chaffeur. I wish he'd wear the cap I got him. I'm getting quite used to being driven everywhere but I don't think he's really playing the part properly. I mean, how can he tip his cap when he opens the door for me if he isn't wearing one! I think that's the southern and midlands regions covered now, so Netstation tells me I'm off to the north tomorrow. It can't be any colder and wetter up there, can it? |
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The picture is the childrens play area at the forest. |
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Have come over with my daughters, Kate aged 2 & Holly aged 11 weeks. Holly is asleep, so she's not had any cuddles yet. Hot chocolate, friends & books is a great way to spend a Saturday. Cheers! |
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Released 8 yrs ago (3/5/2005 UTC) at by mail in Mailed to another BC member, a fellow bookcrosser -- Controlled Releases WILD RELEASE NOTES:
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