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Entry tags:	cons, fandom, sf

Kaffeeklatches?
What is it with kaffeeklatches recently? There was a kaffeeklatch at Eastercon with Tim Powers — that nobody knew about because the notice was on the wall of the gopher hutch or somewhere equally inaccessible to con-goers until 15 minutes before the KK, when someone thought it might be a good idea to rustle up some people to sign up for it, because, you know, for some mysterious reason up to then no-one had signed the invisible bit of paper, except for a couple of people Tim Powers had casually mentioned the klatch to, and who had the patience and experience to find it.

Now fastfwd mentions that for her klatch on Saturday at SciFi London 2009, not only did the staff know nothing about it, but some bloke locked himself in the room where the klatch was supposed to be to do some urgent internetting.

Now, I've only been to four cons in my life, and three of them were WorldCons, so maybe I'm spoiled, but it seems impolite at best to invite writers and other luminaries to your con, making them believe that they might be able to spend an hour basking in the praise of enjoying some conversation with some fans, and then not do anything to actually organise it, even to actively disorganise it. Or are most cons like this, and I've just been lucky in attending some of the more organised ones?

[NelC shakes stick angrily at so-called organisers who are as organised as three blind hedgehogs in a paperbag.] Stop messing around. Show some respect, you young punks.