La Coterie De Ficly
As I walked through the double doors of the Marriot Hotel Convention Center I could hear the chatter of Ficly writers sharing their latest literary glories…
We prequel, sequel, and comment on each other's work, but what happens when we actually meet in person? Describe whatever aspect of the first Ficly Convention you want. Do the authors each read their personal favorite story? What happens when you meet the writers you've been following? Are you stalked by an adoring fan? No real limit on entries. Last request - try to come up with an imaginative and/or interesting name for this Convention. It won't win the contest, but I'd like to know what you'd call it.
As I walked through the double doors of the Marriot Hotel Convention Center I could hear the chatter of Ficly writers sharing their latest literary glories…
The sun shone down upon the party, the sky clear and blue. We stood round, silent in our respect as the cask began to be lowered. There was a moment where time…
I take a flamboyant bow to the applause, pressing a hand firmly against my chest to ensure my heart doesn’t pound through my purple jacket. I’ve just finished…
Come in, good sir, and welcome to the world of FI-IC-IC-IC-IC-ICLY. This is Ficon’11, the annual ficly convention of 2011 as the title in no way suggests…
Two hours ago I had stepped off the plane, excited at the prospect of meeting all the people I had conversed with for so long, my face bright with joy. I could…
My name tag scorches my skin as I safety pin it on. *ItsMeChristina.* I hate this, I thought to myself. Everyone is going to be socilaizing. _I hate…
It was a hobby that slowly grew into an obsession. I kept re-reading the news THX posted over and over again in my head. Even heroin wasn’t this addictive. It…
I bite my bottom lip as I slip into the wide wooden doors of the convention center. My eyes widen to dinner plates, and I gasp and gap wildly. I almost feel…
There are too many miracles that occurred to make this happen. How the convention hall was booked, how catering was provided, how so many writers from Ficly…
The hall swelled with attendees. More waited outside under the red book banner marked FICLY-NOMI-CON, waiting because they hadn’t bothered to pre-register…