Back Home

So, I’m back in the UK, and missing Croatia already.

There will be more reportage, but before I do anything else I should give my warmest thanks to all of those people who made my stay so enjoyable. I am particularly grateful to Mihaela and her family, who made me very welcome in their home. Thanks also go to Tomislav for being an excellent dinner date, and to Petra for hunting around Zagreb yesterday morning for a bottle of the mistletoe schnapps. The whole committee deserves thanks, but I don’t know all of their names so I won’t just list the ones I do know. And my thanks to Vlatka and her crew for making my first ever TV appearance so easy.

My fellow guests: Tim Powers, Charlie Stross, Dmitry Glukhovsky and Darko Macan were all great to hang out with, and thanks also to Feòrag NicBhrìde, Bella Pagan and John Berlyne whom I also spent a lot of time with.

Finally, of course, I should thank Fluff Cthulhu, both for not eating me, and for managing the weather so well. My apologies to everyone in the UK, who I understand got Croatia’s rain as well as their own.

Eurocon – Day 4

Sunday began with the e-publishing panel. It was timed for noon, but even so most of the audience drifted in late looking a little the worse for wear after the previous night’s party. I think we did reasonably well, and I was pleased to get in an explanation of Amazon’s predatory pricing tactics, but there was so much more I would have liked to talk about.

That was followed by the steampunk panel, in which Charlie pointed out that you can generate steam with the heat from a nuclear reactor, and actually that’s a lot more efficient than burning coal, so if he ever does steampunk I think you know what to expect.

John Berlyne and Bella Pagan gave an excellent talk on how the (UK) publishing industry works. Hopefully a few more people will have gone away disabused of the notion that all it takes to publish a book is sending the author’s text to a printer.

Next up I stumbled by chance into the “build a cow-chucking catapult” contest, which was about to go to the testing stage. Fans of Junkyard Wars will know the sort of event I’m talking about, only for us the junk was paper cups, plastic spoons and elastic bands, and the “cows” were plastic models. Most of the catapults were fairly unimpressive, but one pair of lads built a magnificent device that succeeded in hitting the target with their second shot, and overflew it by a long way on the third. They were passed aviator helmets as part of their prize. I gather it has something to do with an Italian comic. There was also a prize for the most impressive-looking device, which I was pleased to see go to a young man and his girlfriend (who was wearing a sailor scout uniform).

There was an official guests & committee photo later in the day. Dmitry had gone to the hotel for a nap, and Charlie had headed into town where, if Twitter reports can be believed, he consumed an enormous plate of sausages. The rest of us died in the baking sun while we were photographed by a very steampunk camera. The results should be interesting, but Powers and I were reminded of walking between the two hotels at an Anaheim Worldcon, or possibly even the legendary Phoenix Anvil of God.

After a quick break to inhale some food I headed back to the convention for the dead dog party. My offering of Irish chocolates and Jura Prophecy whisky went down very well. Indeed, I have never seen a bottle of whisky vanish so quickly. Finnish friends, please do not take this as a challenge. The Croats had some honey schnapps, which Charlie, Feòrag and Fluff Cthulhu were very partial to, and it was nice but they hadn’t had the mistletoe schnapps. There was also a sweet red wine from Dalmatia which is apparently made by leaving the grapes until they are almost shriveled, but does not involve botrytis. It reminded a bit of ruby port.

Later in the evening I did one final interview with some young people from a fantasy fan website. We were all a little drunk, so I’m a bit nervous about how it will turn out, but I was very impressed with their professionalism. You don’t expect a fan website interview to involve a crew with two video cameras. Also I got to do it sitting in the Best Chair Evah! (well, maybe except for the Iron Throne). My thanks to the enterprising Czech fans who had managed to hide a bottle of Tullamore Dew away from the hordes and provided me with a liquid prop for the interview.

I’m doing some packing now, while Mihaela takes Charlie and Feòrag to the airport. If all goes well I’ll be in London around 7:00pm tonight.

There will be a full con report later when I have had a time to reflect on things and chat to Petra, the con chair.

Bristol Comics Expo

The 2012 Bristol Comics Expo will take place over the weekend May 12/13. I’ll be there, and this year I am on two panels. The first is about the DC reboot, and also features Paul Cornell and Mark Buckingham. The other one is a Moebius tribute and features Tim Maughan. You can see the full panel schedule here.

London and Dublin in 2014

The London Worldcon isn’t quite in the bag yet, but is pretty likely. As of yesterday it has been joined by the 2014 Eurocon, which will take place in Dublin the following weekend. Heads up, North America and Australasia, this is a trip you need to be saving up for.

Eurocon – Day 3

Saturday began with my first ever TV appearance. Thankfully it wasn’t a live show, but we did record mostly “as live” so it was all a bit scary.

Attitudes towards science fiction are clearly very different in Croatia than in the UK. Later in the day the convention’s award ceremony was hosted by a young man who has a weekly SF show on national TV. I wasn’t on his show, however. Dmitry Glukhovsky and I had been invited to appear on a culture chat show. To put it in a UK context, it was like we’d been invited onto the Sky Book Show to talk to Mariella Frostrup. Can you imagine that ever happening?

The first thing that happened when we arrived was that I got whisked off into make-up to be made presentable. I’d expected this, and all I had done in the morning was wash my hair. I came out looking better than I’ve looked since 1999 when regular beauty salon in Melbourne got me done up for the Hugos (I could afford such things in those days).

The presenter, Vlatka, admitted that she knew very little about SF, though she had taken the trouble to read Dmitry’s book. She asked a few questions that some fans might find rather rude, but it was pretty clear that what she was doing was setting up popular stereotypes of SF and allowing us to demolish them. I was particularly pleased with the “isn’t SF just for boys?” question. Vlatka asked Dimitry to answer first, giving me time to cook up an extensive response that ranged from the Bronte sisters through Doris Lessing and Johanna Sinisalo to the current Ditmar short list.

Dmitry turns out to be a fascinating chap. The easy way to describe him is as the Russian Cory Doctorow, though I suspect that he’s heartily sick of the comparison, and Cory would be if people in the West knew more about Dmitry. The simple fact is that they both came up with the idea of promoting their work by putting it online for free at around the same time, and neither had heard of the other until recently. Dmitry mentioned on the show that some of the older Russian SF writers, who are very much in the Asimov/Clarke tradition, are a bit jealous of his success and complain that he’s just some kid with a website who doesn’t know how to write SF. Sadly Charlie has run out of t-shirts.

The program creaked a little on Saturday, in part because Dmitry and I were half an hour late back from the TV studio, but generally things continued to go well and the con was packed. There were a few very good costumes, the gaming room has been running pretty much since it opened, and the panel audiences are good. I missed half of the online fiction panel, but got back in time to give a good plug for Clarkesworld. Powers gave a great presentation on writing fantasy, and he and Milena did a fine double-act on the vampires panel. (Poor Milena has become known as someone who has actually read Twilight and can talk intelligently about it, which is a curse.)

My favorite panel of the day was Darko Macan’s cartoon history of Croatian SF. He did some great caricature sketches in chalk (Croatian universities still have chalk boards). I didn’t know most of the people he talked about, but the Croats were killing themselves laughing throughout. One anecdote I can relate involved an anthology he edited for SFera, the Zagreb SF club. This was back during the Balkan wars, and one of the stories, by Tatjana JambriÅ¡ak, told a tale of how all of the men of Zagreb went off to war and left the women to run the country. “This was very prescient”, said Darko, “because a few years later something very similar happened to SFera.” Yes, the club, and the convention, is now run by women.

In the evening we had an award ceremony, and the GoHs were asked to present some of the trophies. We started with a large number of awards for kids — anyone under 12 gets into the convention free, and there were literary and art contests for various age groups. After that we had the local SFera awards. And finally there were the ESFS Awards. The latter had a number of very pleasing wins. Jonathan Cowie got a nod for the Concatenation website. My French friends at Galaxies won Best Magazine. The team at the SF Encyclopedia won Best Promoter (a category that recognizes people who work selflessly to promote SF&F). Best Author was Ian McDonald, and the Grand Master award went to Brian Aldiss.

There’s a lot more I could talk about, but I have to be back at the convention for noon for a panel on electronic publishing.

Istria – Food Heaven

The Istrian peninsula is part of North-Western Croatia. Originally the home of the Histri tribe of the Illyrian people, it has been variously owned by the Romans, Venice, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, Italy, Yugoslavia and now Croatia. It is a Mediterranean coast country, and the food is awesome.

I mentioned to my host, Mihaela, that I was interested in trying Illyrian food. So she arranged for her sidekick, Tomislav, to act as my guide and date for the evening. He was wearing a red shirt, which was a little worrying, but I’m pleased to report that Bistro Laganini was wonderful. It seemed like the restaurant had been warned in advance that a foreign journalist was going to be eating there, so I may have got special treatment, but here goes on the report.

I passed on an appetizer, but we did have schnapps. It was flavored with mistletoe. Yes, seriously. It was also very good, and now I appear to have promised Cat Valente that I will find a bottle and take it to Ã…con with me. There was also bread (Croatian corn bread, which is bread made with corn flour, not the American food) and local olive oil.

For the main course I was tempted by the goat, but was going to plump for the monkfish in truffle sauce (Istria is famous for it’s truffles), but the waiter mentioned that he’d had a couple of fish fresh in from the coast that day so would we like a look? You bet! One was a sea bass, which I have eaten lots. The other was a gilt-head bream, which I had never heard of, so that was what we had. They grilled it, with a bit of lemon and pepper, and it was awesome. It was served with something that looked like spinach but apparently wasn’t, and potato, but really that didn’t matter much. It was an amazing piece of fish.

With it we had a local dry white wine that was very nice. The glossy magazine in the aircraft on my way here had an article about Istrian food in which they mentioned that Istrian winemakers had managed to preserve some of their root stock through the phylloxera plague so I’m keen to try more of their output.

I would have liked to eat my way through the whole of the dessert menu. The gnocchi stuffed with plums sounded tempting, but eventually I decided on trying the stuffed ravioli. There were two dishes: one stuffed with cheese and raisins, with a cranberry sauce; the other stuffed with figs with a walnut and truffle sauce. We ordered both and shared them. They were both very nice, but we preferred the figs.

Entirely unrelated, Mihaela’s mother popped by this morning and made crêpes for breakfast. Yum. As I mentioned on Twitter, there’s no morning programming in Croatian conventions because they assume that everyone will need time to get over their hangovers. For me this means doing the blogging that I clearly won’t have time for during the heavily programmed evenings.

Kontakt – Underway

Here in Zagreb, the convention has started. Bella Pagan has a photo of the opening ceremony featuring all of the Guests of Honor. They are (from left to right): Russian author Dmitry A. Glukhovsky (who says this is his first ever convention); Tim Powers; Me (with Aloysious Squid on my shoulder); Charlie Stross; Croatian writer Darko Macan; and Bridget Wilkinson for ESFS (because Dave Lally missed his flight — he’s here now).

The first panel I went to was a Moebius retrospective by translator and publishers, Marko Fančović. I am so going to steal parts of that for the Bristol Comics Expo next month.

Next up was an interview with Darko Macan, the Croatian writer guest. I’m hoping to be able to write about more about him, and Croatian SF in general, for Locus, so for now I’ll just mention that you can read him in English because he has written comics for (amongst others) Dark Horse, DC and Marvel.

Charlie Stross also did an interview. It was hugely popular. Making it the last item of the day was a smart move by the convention, because it meant it could go overtime without messing up the schedule. Charlie talked a lot about various private space initiatives, including the recently announced Planetary Resources company. Charlie’s position is that it is good that all of these billionaires are putting their money into space research, but he thinks their ideas have come from reading Analog as a kid and they may have underestimated the difficulty of their projects. I was thinking of the Toby Buckell book that I reviewed recently. It features two Silicon Valley billionaires who decide to save the world… from cl*m*te ch*nge… by terraforming the planet. Just because people are rich and geeky, it doesn’t mean that they can’t be dangerous.

There were several questions about the Laundry series. Charlie mentioned that there is a forthcoming story in which Bob Howard meets a unicorn (apparently this is all John Scalzi’s fault). Also there will apparently be nine novels in the Laundry series. There’s a Modesty Blaise inspired book due up soon, but after that Charlie will have run out of classic British spies and will go his own way.

Then I went to dinner, which deserves a whole extra blog post. And there was a party in a local brewpub, which featured a Croatian folk group playing beer drinking songs and who would have gone down really well with those of my friends who love bad Eurovision entries.

Greeting From Zagreb

I’m here, it is late, I’m tired, and I have to be up early tomorrow. In future blog posts I hope to tell you about the convention, about Croatian fairy tales, about the origins of the vampire myth, about Etruscan manuscripts, and about why Croatia is the center of the world. And the food, of course.

Always assuming I survive the alcohol tastings I have been promised.

Eurocon Schedule

The program for the Eurocon in Zagreb is continuing to evolve, but there are a couple of items that I am down for on the website. These are as follows:

E-Publishing: E-publishing has been a hot subject for a number of years now, but still book lovers will think “death of paper editions” when they hear the term. But there’s a lot more to it! Come and hear authors, editors, agents and publishers discuss the present and the future of e-publishing.

Free Online Fiction: Pros and Cons: Should fiction of professional authors be available online for free is still a hot issue. SF authors, editors & agents will share their view of the benefits and the downsides.

That looks like fun. I’m also very much looking forward to attending some of these items about literature and fandom around Europe.

World Fantasy: Passing For Lit

This morning I caused a bit of a stir on Twitter. As 140 characters are not sufficient to explain anything much, I thought I should do a blog post as well.

The whole thing started when I opened email from the 2013 World Fantasy Convention in Brighton. This is what I read:

The World Fantasy Convention is essentially a literary convention, with a strong emphasis on the bound printed word – there is no masquerade, costuming or gaming. The Dealers’ Room is devoted to booksellers, specialty presses, and independent publishers, as well as high-end fantasy-related art and jewellery. No comics, T-shirts, DVDs or similar products will be allowed for sale.

What I highlighted on Twitter was that, despite billing themselves as a literary event, they were banning comics from the dealers’ room.

Lee Harris noted that the same rule applied in San Diego last year, and pointed to this page on the World Fantasy website which includes similar language. Brighton simply seems to have copied what previous conventions have done. On the other hand, I can point to the dealer information from the 2009 World Fantasy, which was run by SFSFC (of which I am a director) where the language is a lot less confrontational. (This may, of course, help explain why some members of the World Fantasy Board insist that 2009 was one of the worst World Fantasy Conventions ever. That and the fact that our dates overlapped Hallowe’en and we didn’t throw out members who wore costumes that evening.)

The point here is that controlling what sort of thing people sell in a convention dealers’ room is a sensible thing to do. No commercial operation wants to turn up at an event to discover that they have brought entirely the wrong sort of merchandise and nothing is selling. World Fantasy attracts a particular sort of audience, and if your business is selling action figures and movie memorabilia then you won’t do well there. Equally if you turn up with boxes of the latest Marvel and DC flimsies, or with piles of Twilight DVDs, your business will be slow. On the other hand, copies of Absolute Sandman, or DVDs of the fine movies made by the H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society, would probably shift. You could probably even sell a few t-shirts if you chose them carefully.

So the point here is not about guiding dealers as to what sort of merchandise will sell, it is a question of language. It is a question of saying that certain items are “not allowed”. Why does World Fantasy use such language, when it clearly doesn’t need to? My guess is that it is because there are parts of the SF&F community that the World Fantasy Board despises, and the Board wants those people to know that it despises them.

The other point I want to highlight is the clear implication in the material I quoted that comics are not “literary”. Anyone who has been involved in minority politics can see what is going on here. The World Fantasy Board is trying to “pass for literary” in much the same way that some gay and lesbian people think that if they make sure that they conform rigidly to the gender binary when outside the bedroom, and have nothing to do with trans people, then they can escape persecution. Well guess what folks, it doesn’t work. No matter how hard you try to pass for straight, if you are staging something called the World Homosexual Convention, you are still going to get picketed by Fred Phelps and his gang. And if you are staging a World Fantasy Convention you’ll still get laughed at by the John Mullans of this world.

The sad thing is that, as Patrick Neilsen Hayden noted on Twitter, this entrenchment on the part of the World Fantasy Board is a relatively recent development. It is all very reminiscent of the old-time Worldcon fans who don’t want the “wrong sort of fan” coming to “their” convention.

Wake Up, You’re On TV

Being Toastmaster for a science fiction award ceremony appears to be something of a banana skin. Years ago we had Harlan Ellison’s GropeGate at the Hugos. Jay Lake and Ken Scholes attracted some negative comment for their performance in Reno. And last night John Meaney attracted a lot of flak for his performance at the BSFA Awards. (See here for some reaction.)

Inevitably, when these things happen, those at the center of the storm tend to get characterized as Bad People, much to the bemusement of those who know them. I should note here that I’m an openly out, female-identified trans woman, but I count Jay and John as good friends, and my one interaction with Harlan was very pleasant. I’d feel perfectly safe in their company, which is more than I can say for some of the people who attend Eastercon. But people, including me, occasionally say dumb things, especially when they think it is their job to make an audience laugh.

The thing about an award ceremony is that it’s not like being in the pub with your mates. It’s not like giving an after dinner speech at a gentleman’s club. In these days of U-Stream it isn’t even a case of giving a speech to a small group of fans who are predominantly older, male, bearded and beer-bellied, and who will get all of your fannish in-jokes. You are on TV, being watched by people all around the world, and you need to be aware of how that audience will react to what you say.

The same goes for ceremony organizers. If you are going to run one of these things, and put it out to the world, you have to be aware that anyone might watch, and react to what goes on. That means talking to your toastmaster in advance about what is going to be said, and accepting some of the responsibility if you get negative feedback.

These things are not necessarily easy. We are all learning to come to grips with the global village in which we now live. But ultimately the only way to avoid train wrecks is to think about these issues, and be careful about what is said.

Lovely People, Croatian Fans

Oh look, those nice folks from Zagreb have added me to the GoH list for their Eurocon. 🙂

I am, of course, deeply honoured, as always. That’s both for being a Guest of Honour and for being pictured in the presence of the Dread Lord, Fluff Cthulhu (whom I expect will be the God of Honour at the convention).

So, thank you, kind people of Croatia. I hope I will provide you with some interesting panels. I’m looking forward to seeing you and the beautiful city of Zagreb.

Winter Is Coming

It has snowed in parts of England today. Speculation on Twitter has been that this has something to do with the arrival of George R.R. Martin on these shores — he’s a Guest of Honour at Eastercon. However, I’ll be seeing George at a signing in Bath this evening, and there’s barely been a drop of rain, let alone snow, here.

A much more likely explanation for the bad weather is the Easter vacation. Public holidays rarely fail to bring out the worst in the British weather. There’s also the small matter of the start of the cricket season tomorrow. Should the pitch at Headingly be covered in snow, that will save Yorkshire from a drubbing at the hands of Kent. I expect the weather in Taunton to be fine, though not quite as warm as the welcome that Marcus and the boys will give Middlesex.

The Good News: I’m Going To Zagreb

In an entirely separate development, a kindly Croatian fan has offered to put me up in her home during the Eurocon later this month. That, combined with some of my stock of frequent flier points, means that I can get to Zagreb very cheaply. I’m not going to pass that opportunity up.

I am particularly interested in this special track of programming intended to foster communication and cooperation between fans in Europe. I also have a list of panels they are considering putting me on. There will be more on this in the coming weeks.

The Bad News: No World Fantasy For Me

The thing I have been looking forward to most this year is World Fantasy in Toronto. It was going to cost more than I can afford to get there (including most of my remaining United frequent flier points), but it is an event that Kevin can get to relatively cheaply and I haven’t seen him for almost a year now. Also my friends Liz Hand, John Clute and Gary K. Wolfe are all on the Guest of Honor list. But now it looks like I can’t risk trying to go.

Via this article in the Independent I have discovered that the USA is insisting that its “no fly” list be enforced for all flights to North America, not just ones to or transiting the USA. Having been denied entry to the US, I am almost certainly on that list. But even if I am not, I can’t afford to find out. That’s because the only way to know for certain whether I’m on the list is to buy a ticket and turn up at the airport hoping to travel. I have already wasted the cost of a trans-Atlantic air ticket once, and that was when my business was doing reasonably well. I can’t afford to do so again, especially now.

Kevin has already fulminated about this on his LiveJournal, with predictable immediate results in the comments. I’m sure that there are very many people in the USA who believe that any measure, no matter how draconian, is justified in order to protect their borders. What I don’t accept is that you can be convicted of being a danger to the US simply because one immigration officer deems you “suspicious”, and that there should be no way of clearing your name without recourse to the sort of money you need a lottery win to obtain.

Finland in May

As I’ve said before, my convention travel this year is going to be very limited. Aside from BristolCon, my only plans are for Finncon and World Fantasy (and the latter only because I have airline points and Kevin is hoping to go). However, thanks to some very generous people (and a free companion ticket on BA), it appears that I will be going to Ã…con in May. This makes me very happy. I’ll get to see my Finnish friends twice in the year, and the Guest of Honor is none other than Cat Valente. It should be a great weekend.

Microcon Briefly

I should have blogged about Microcon last week, but as it turned out I could only stay there for a couple of panels. One of those was Philip Reeve, who was the person I really wanted to see. He has a long report on event here. It includes a bit of personal history from me, and a fine photos of a very nice pub.

Robots on Palm Leaves

As many of you will know, the Carl Brandon Society is currently running a fund raiser called Con Or Bust, the aim of which is to helps fans of color/non-white fans attend SFF conventions. Well, I have just been alerted to a seriously cool item that is up for auction. It is a beautifully intricate palm-leaf engraving by Sri Pachanana Moharana.

Palm-leaf engraving is a traditional art from from the state of Odisha on India’s east coast. The designs are based on mythological themes, but this particular engraving has some rather unusual figures on it: robots. The engraving was originally created for an illustration for short story called “The Nayagarh Incident”. It is the original work that is being auctioned. To see pictures of it, and bid, go here.

All of which reminds me that the Translation Awards fundraiser is entering its final week. Currently there are 28 prizes and 36 donors, so your chances of winning a prize are still very good indeed. Did I mention that we have prizes donated by Miéville, George R.R. Martin and Cory Doctorow?

Positive Discrimination

Over the past few days UK newspapers have been full of stories about how poor Christian people are being evilly discriminated again. There is, the Daily Malice informs us, an Attack on Christianity! The government has sent an envoy to Rome to ask for help. Something must be done.

If you have been paying attention, you will know that what is actually happening is that Christians are being told that they are subject to the law of the land just like everyone else. You don’t get a “get out of equality law free” card by just waving a crucifix around. That can be hard to accept if you are used to wallowing in privilege, but the way things go in a multi-cultural society is that each group of people has the same rights as every other group. If one group, for historical reasons, has enjoyed special rights, unwinding that is not “positive discrimination”, it is just making everyone equal.

Of course, as portraying yourself as a victim is the most successful political tactic in this Internet age, lots of people are going round yelling about how they are being discriminated against, and not just the Christians.

Yesterday a well known Christian, Mr. Paul Cornell, caused a major stir by saying that he was no longer prepared to participate on convention panels that did not have some degree of gender balance (he’s looking for 2 out of 5, or 3 out of 6, women). It is a personal decision of his, apparently inspired by a similar act of principle by China Mièville at the recent SFX Weekender. Nevertheless, Paul is being accused of “positive discrimination”.

At this point, dear readers, you might want to get out your violins and handkerchiefs, so you can be properly sorry for those horribly oppressed male fanboys.

Positive discrimination? Why of course! Some poor, innocent male who was expecting to enjoy an all-male panel featuring Mr. Cornell and several other (probably straight, white, middle class) men will find himself having to look at, and perhaps even listen to, a woman. Oh noes! The poor fellow may catch Girl Cooties! Look, he’s having an attack of the vapors at the mere thought. Sad panda face, everyone, please.

Hopefully, now we are all pre-warned, we can avoid going to any panels with Mr. Cornell on them. Wise conventions will, of course, decline to use him as a panelist, so as not to risk exposing their attendees to unwelcome surprises. But what if they don’t? What if they actually start asking women to be on panels? As all right-thinking fanboys know, when you are putting a panel together it is important to pick the right men for the job. And the right men, are, pretty obviously, men. Look, if women had anything interesting to say, surely they’d be on panels already. The fact that they are so rare proves just how stupid and irrelevant they are, right?

Where might it all end? If women are allowed onto panels, whatever will we see next? People with brown faces? Gays? People like me? Oh dear, the poor fellow’s having an attack of the vapors again.

Equally, of course, we have the other side of the argument. It is not enough that Paul should take this pledge on his own behalf. All other male authors must sign up to it as well. All conventions must guarantee gender parity on all panels, otherwise we should boycott them! And this, of course, is no more helpful than our fainty, fanboy friend. Indeed, if there is some sort of fannish campaign to demand gender parity on all convention panels, all the time, then I shall be rather annoyed, and lots of people who used to give their time running programming for conventions will start to drift away. Real life is not black and white. Here’s how it really works.

Conventions come in all shapes and sizes. Some, I guess, might want to be all testosterone, all the time. Good luck to them. But most want to attract lots of members, and as half of the population happens to be female it makes sense to make them feel welcome and wanted in some way. Also, good program designers know that having a variety of different people on panel tends to make for interesting discussion. Often you don’t know a lot about some of the people who volunteer for panels, and getting gender balance is a useful way to choose between them. Smart programming people, then, will want to put women on panels. But getting that done can be hard.

To start with there are some panels where the participants pick themselves. If you are running a comics convention, and you have Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons in attendance, you might want to try to get them to do a panel about Watchmen. If you are running a Doctor Who convention you might have a panel about playing the Doctor with panelists who have actually done it (and no Joanna Lumley on your guest list). Equally if you are planning a panel about lesbianism in fantasy you may well end up with an all-female panel. Having a 50/50 rule for all panels just constrains the type of panels you can put on.

Also the darn women make it difficult. They’ve mostly been socialized from childhood to be shy and retiring, and some of them still don’t like putting themselves forward. You are proposing a panel on archaeology in fantasy. A bunch of men who have seen one or two episodes of Time Team and fancy themselves as Indiana Jones volunteer immediately. The woman with a degree in archaeology quietly excuses herself with a comment about not being sufficiently qualified for such a panel. They need encouragement and cajoling. Call that “positive discrimination” if you like, but it is also a case of picking the right person for the job.

Then there’s the problem of audiences. Just as many men seem unwilling to read a book by a woman, so many men are likely to avoid program items that have all-woman panels. The way to avoid this, however, is to have mixed panels. If there really are men who won’t go to a panel that has a woman on it then I feel rather sad for them. Most men appear to be much more reasonable.

Of course audiences do like to see the big stars, and if the publishing industry doesn’t have gender balance then you might wonder whether popular panels should be all men. Certainly if you ask major publishers who to put on panel the chances are that they will push their male writers first. But you don’t really want to have all of the big names on the same panel. You want to spread the attraction around so as to get good crowds to all of your panels. Paul Cornell might be a big draw (except now to gynophobic fanboys), but you don’t want him on every panel, and he won’t want to do all of them.

So convention programming is a complicated business. You want to have interesting and varied panels. You want to mix potentially interesting alternative views with big names. You want to drag intelligent women, shy and retiring though they may be, onto panels. But there will always be some panels where it makes sense to have them mono-gendered, and you’ll always be fighting a whole bunch of other issues, including getting people scheduled. Sometimes a panel participant will call in sick on the day, and wreck your plans. Despite this, most conventions that I go to manage reasonably well. Looking through last year’s BristolCon program, we had only one multi-person panel that didn’t have a woman on it. We weren’t 50/50, but if (ahem) we’d known in advance that Tricia Sullivan and Freda Warrington were going to turn up we would have done better. I’m partially to blame myself as well, having only volunteered for one program item.

What Paul is mainly concerned about (and I gather that the SFX Weekender was a prime example of this, though I wasn’t there so I can’t confirm it) are conventions that have plenty of intelligent women in attendance but manage to pack most of their panels with men. I suspect this applies mainly to commercially run operations, because they are much more likely to be mired in an “only boys read SF” mindset. The primary benefit of what Paul has done is that it will get convention programming teams to examine their assumptions. If they put on more interesting panels as a result, all well and good. If they decide not to use Paul on panels so that can have them all-male, that’s their choice.

The important point here is that Paul (and others like him – I understand that Adam Roberts has taken the same pledge, while Charlie Stross has done something similar with regards to anthologies) is doing this as an individual. He’s not forcing conventions to do anything. And I’m sure he’d be willing to talk if someone had a really great programming idea and was having trouble finding women for it. As long these personal decisions don’t evolve into some sort of fandom-wide campaign to pillory any convention that fails to achieve exactly 50/50 on every panel then I don’t see how this can be described as “discrimination” of any sort.

And if someone does still want to call it discrimination, I will happily explain to them what life is like for trans people. Then they might begin to understand what that word really means.