update

Well, friends, it seems I’ll be a talking head at BayCon this weekend. I’m on nine panels across three days, mostly back-to-back. I’ll likely be brain fried at the end of each day, but it will doubtless be fun.

This is actually something of a dream come true for me. For the longest time, I’ve had this feeling of being on the outside of something, in fandom. Like there was some unseen velvet rope marking the boundary between the actors and the audience.

I now know that the place I sensed just outside of my sight was the imagination. I knew it then, but I didn't have the words for it. Barsoom, the Hyborian Age and Earthsea weren't places I could drive to, I knew. Still, I had the sense that they were real, by some measure of reality that was different than the way in which my house and my dog were real. There was resonance there. Things in the stories touched on things in life. Conan’s thrill at combat and adventure was as real as the feeling I got running, jumping, and hitting other boys on the football field.

My name's Lon Sarver, and welcome to my blog. It's about imagination and fantasy, and how these enrich our lives.