I never get to go to BizarroCon (the annual bizarro fiction writers’ retreat and gathering). It’s always in November and I always have enough other stuff I have to do then that I can’t get away from work. It’s really a shame, since the conference looks like a ton of fun. I’m never sure if anything I write can really be considered bizarro or not, I like to think at least some of it can be, but I’d still like to go to at least meet some of the authors I’m fond of there. I do read a bit of bizarro here and there.
Regardless, I never get to go.
Up until now, I’m only able to imagine what going there is like. I imagine it’s a lot like this: