After some particularly poor planning left me eating a random protein bar for breakfast and about twelve almonds for lunch, I immediately, upon checking into my hotel, ranged out and lucked onto . . . I think it was Hill Country Chicken? Which is my kind of place: pump your own ketchup, Doobie Brothers on the speakers, fried chicken in a bag. After which:

Then the next morning, after breakfast with my agent BJ Robbins (cool place, great agent), after having my badge sneaked aroun…


THURSDAY, OCT 3

11:00 – 11:45 AM / SIGNING: Stephen Graham Jones, ONLY GOOD INDIANS, S&S Booth 2128

2:45 – 3:45 PM / PANEL: Putting It All Out There: SFF and Mental Health, Room 1A18

4:00 – 5:00 PM / SIGNING: Post-panel, Hall 1…

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