Saturday last I earnt my con-squatter badge. I went and sat at the bar for about six hours and writerly folk visited me between panels and key notes. It was – partly thanks to the layout of the venue – a perfect way to catch up with everyone.
The funny thing was I’d assumed the squatter’s lot would be long gaps of loneliness between visitors as Saturday had a pretty full program. So, of course, I took some editing with me. Well… I think I spent about 20 mins editing the whole day!
And I managed to meet a few new people too. I could get used to con-squatting.