Without ever being sure when or how, and with a year or so’s careful non-planning, my trip to London and Brighton started at around 5pm on a warm and sunny Wednesday afternoon. Marianne and I had shared a pleasant late breakfast at Mrs S in Maylands, picked up the mail, seen my mum, and then headed home for me to finish packing. Then a circuit to pick up the girls, so they could seems off at the airport.

Based on Alisa’s recommendation, I decided to give Singapore Airlines a try, with mixed results. The check-in was smooth and the staff terrific, but aspects of the old 777 layout made the flight extremely uncomfortable. The SA people were lovely, though, and the long haul flight much better on SA’s new and very comfortable layout. I even slept a little, in between blearily watching TV and reading Lavie Tidhar’s The Violent Century. By the time I got to Heathrow, 22hrs after Perth and 35hrs after my last night’s sleep, I was more than ready to get off the plane. I am, however, optimistic about the flights home.

It took about an hour to clear Customs, and I then wandered around a little before deciding to take the express train into London, and a cab over to the hotel. It was about 9:45am when I got there, where I was told I couldn’t get a room till 3pm. With that, I decided to go with our original plans, so I headed over to Camden Town to visit John and Judith Clute. They have a wonderful, filled but not cluttered, intriguing, arty home at 221B and were delightful and welcoming hosts for a weary traveler. We talked till Gary Wolfe arrived just after 1pm, then had some lunch in their rooftop garden. Ellen Klages arrived at about 3:30pm, and our London group was complete.

We talked till around 5pm, when we headed back to the hotel, the over to Picadilly to me up with Garth and Sean for first whiskey and then dinner at a nearby Mexican/Polish restaurant where we had a terrific South Australian red and I had some wild boar. Jet lagged, we all decided to head back to our hotels early. A quick tube ride, though, and Ellen & Gary & I found ourselves drinking in a Camden pub till nearly midnight.

This morning has started slowly. Frankly, I didn’t sleep well, but have enjoyed puttering around and exploring the local area. Next: the British Museum (I think).

I am good friends with World Fantasy Award winning editor and independent press publisher Alisa Krasnostein. I’ve followed her work since she started publishing and have been deeply impressed by her energy, her commitment and her good taste in fiction.  That’s why I was excited to hear that she was joining up with Julia Rios to co-edit and publish Kaleidoscope: Diverse YA Fantasy.

Alisa and Julia’s goal is to publish an anthology of great YA fantasy fiction created by a truly diverse range of writers that presents a range of viewpoints and experiences that more closely match the rainbow coloured world we live: one that encompasses as many viewpoints and character types as possible.

To help with publishing this important book Alisa and Julia are running a Pozzible campaign to help raise the money to pay writers full professional rates and to create the kind of physical book that this project deserves.

If you love fantasy, if you love YA Fiction, if you think we need a broader range of voices heard in science fiction and fantasy, please consider supporting the campaign. Every little bit helps.

Well, not so much rivers as airport lounges. In nine days I fly out for Brighton and the World Fantasy Convention. There’s a relatively short five or so hour long hop to Singapore and then the biggie to London. I’m flying Singapore Airlines and, as long as I can finagle an empty seat I’ll be fine.  And then London. It should be enormous fun, and World Fantasy itself looks great. I can’t wait.

Between now and then I have a lot to do. I am late on delivering one project, and need to get some more done on the “best of the year” before heading off. There is SO much reading to do that it’s sort of mindboggling and numbing.  I also need to edit a batch of Locus columns, read stories, contract some things and so on. Lots and lots to do.