Arthur C Clarke Award

[tamaranth]

I had an excellent time down in London for the award ceremony. (Today, I am paying for it, but seldom was a hangover so well-deserved.)
Highlights included:
- catching up, albeit briefly, with a lot of people I haven't seen since this time last year (notably Cherith Baldry, who I didn't recognise at first!)
- waxing lyric about the shortlist, in duet with coalescent and choreographed by grahamsleight, for a podcast while doubtless-famous people wandered in and out. We disgreed most civilly.
- sitting next to Ian MacLeod's wife when the winner was announced. She was speechless too.
- finally locating the post-ceremony bar, to discover that we were the first to arrive.
- strawberry caipirinha
- talking to William Hurt about SF, the Baroque Cycle and Meister Eckhart.
- entertaining discussion of Serious Literary Stuff* with Amanda Hemingway and Geoff Ryman
- making the last Cambridge train by a comfortable margin and not falling asleep!

I am so pleased that Song of Time won! I think it's going to make a real difference to the author, in a way that maybe it wouldn't to some of the other contenders. And he was so very very pleased and honoured.

But DAMN, I did not get to ask Mr MacLeod about my Sekrit Theory of Adam.

*actually we were talking about sex

Comments

[reverendjim.livejournal.com]

William Hurt as in William Hurt?! What the hell was he doing there? I'm slightly boggled.
Oh, hang on, the awards are part of the SF film thing now aren't they? So I suspect I've just answered my question. Move along, nothing to see between my ears.

[moral-vacuum.livejournal.com]

But more importantly, did she get his phone number?

[tamaranth.livejournal.com]

William Hurt as in William Hurt! Apparently Andrew McKie found him in a bar and brought him along: nothing to do with the SF film thing ...

[reverendjim.livejournal.com]

That's just bizarre. Cool, but very bizarre.