I really, really hate to say this but…on Friday I emailed the organizers of Dragon*con to cancel my appearance.
We had some scheduling issues here that made it look like I wasn’t going to be able to go, but I was hope hope hoping, so I didn’t say anything or cancel. Then that stupid hurricane happened and flights were being canceled left right and center. I was supposed to fly standby and it was very clear to me–thanks to the airline rep I spoke to–that I had the proverbial snowball’s chance at making it at any point in the next week, really, much less Sun-Mon-Tues (my original plan), because of all the storm-stranded people who took precedence.
And at some point you start to wonder if the universe isn’t trying to tell you something, really.
So I don’t get to go. And I’m really just…I’m so sorry, and I’m so sad. Dragon*con is the highlight of my year, seriously, and I feel completely sick about this.
Fingers crossed for next year. I’m just…I can’t apologize enough, and I’m just devastated about this.