The Writing Desk of Jakebe Rabbit

Another Rainfurrest has come and gone, and I really loved the convention this year. The panels were fun and interesting, but more importantly I got to hang and chat with a bunch of people I had only known online -- JM Horse, Phil Geusz, Makyo and others in the [adjective][species] crew. There were a lot of folks from the Furry Writers' Guild there as well, and they're almost always delightful! Mary and Daniel Lowd I like more and more every time I get to meet them, and seeing Munchkin, MrMandolino, Dwale and others (too numerous to name!) was really excellent. I'm so happy to see a community of writers forming and networking, talking about their craft and helping each other take their writing to the next level. These are really exciting times to be a furry writer, I feel, and I'm lucky to be a part of that.

Ryan's books debuted over the course of the convention, and he had his book launch party on Saturday. He read the first scene from Koa of the Drowned Kingdom, an action-packed encounter with a huge, hungry crocodile that also happens to be a wonderful introduction to the characters and the unique world. He also read a scene from Forest Gods, with Doto and Clay traveling through the savannah and reflecting on the situation they've found themselves in. Koa's scene was great, but this scene from Forest Gods is brilliant, and it just reminded me all over again how amazing this book is. I know that I'm his husband and I might be just a little biased, but please trust me when I say that the Fire-Bearers series is simply excellent work and I wholeheartedly, unreservedly recommend that you pick up both God of Clay and Forest Gods as soon as possible. I'm tremendously proud of my husband for what he's accomplished, and I'm so excited that people get to read what he's been pouring himself into for the past few years.

I also picked up the Coyotl Award-winning Huntress by Renee Carter Hall so I could introduce myself to her writing properly, as well as the new anthology Inhuman Acts. It's a set of furry noir stories that I'm rather excited about; I got to hear a snippet of one story from the FurPlanet book launch that made me buy it as soon as I could. Watts Martin, a member of my writing group, workshopped one of the stories with us, and I'm really glad to see it found a home in the anthology. It is so good, and I'm really glad to see Watts popping up in anthologies again, as well as working on novellas and his first novel. Which is going to be a doozy, you guys. I can't wait for you to read it!

The reason I love conventions these days is to immerse myself in the community of folks who love furry fandom as much as I do, to have conversations about their experiences and passions, to compare notes about our work and divide the burdens we feel amongst ourselves. I also get to settle in with old friends, renewing and deepening friendships that can be stretched thin over long distances; I get to put faces to names, and imagine tweets and blog posts spoken in the manner of their writers. I can geek out to folks I've admired from afar for a long time. I can buy drinks for folks in exchange for a few minutes of their time.

Typically, I get depressed BEFORE the convention. Usually I've offered to be on a panel or made plans to hook up with someone, and I always worry about the panel or the meeting going terribly. What if I'm awkward? What if what I have to say comes out as a jumbled and confusing mess? What if I don't hit it off with the people I really like? I almost never sleep well the night before a convention; making sure that I've remembered my clothes and my medication, worrying about how I will deal with my scatter-brain and anxiety, takes the place of a good night's rest.

Then I arrive, and almost always hit the ground running. I meet people. We talk. I laugh a lot. I connect and understand them a lot better. I feel myself becoming more entrenched in this community that I love. I feel a part of things. Happiness sinks into the core of my being, enriches into joy, grows roots that become contentment. I'm floating by the time the convention is over, excited and rejuvenated to go back into my daily life. There is so much I want to do. There's a certainty I feel, that I'm on the right track, I'm doing the right things, and I'm resolved to keep on keeping on.

I'm so excited about my writing, guys. I'm really looking forward to polishing my work and putting it out there. I can't wait to see my name in anthologies, to sit in on more panels, to connect with more people. By the time Rainfurrest 2016 rolls around, I sincerely hope that people will be able to talk about the stories I have for sale at the convention -- even if they have problems with them, or are curious about certain choices that I've made.

I've left this convention with the determination to write and submit short stories to various zines and anthologies; to really push on a few of the projects that have been progressing slowly -- to make sure my Patreon launches well and I'm well-positioned to make it a fun experience for everyone involved, to make sure New Fables is out as soon as possible and we have an idea for how to take the idea into the future, to become a more active contributor to [adjective][species]; to make sure that my writing is pointing me towards the person that I would like to be. Conventions are a launching pad for each of us, and it's up to each of us to make sure we use the momentum well.

I've got a good head of steam behind me to propel me through the end of the year. I'm going to fly straight and true.