I had an amazing time at Sasquan.
I got to catch up with old friends — some of them had come all the way from China; others I had only known online. I got to make new friends — and match faces to names I had long admired.
I got to do all this under a sky turned red from smoke and ash due to the nearby forest fires. It was … science fictional.
And I received three gold stars (see them in the picture down there?) from Kate Elliott — for, ahem, breaking the 200K word count barrier with my novels. This is an accomplishment I will crow about for a long time to come.
(Kate and I also had a great time doing a worldbuilding panel — it’s my belief that you get good panels at cons when you have panelists who just enjoy chatting with each other.)
And now, the big news:
The Three-Body Problem won the Hugo for Best Novel!
The author, Liu Cixin, is ecstatic, as are Chinese fans. I celebrate Liu Cixin’s win with them.
Best of all, I can now claim to be a Hugo-winning translator, and I have one of the rarest rockets in fandom! Only two translated works in history, as I understand it, have ever won a Hugo, and both of those happened as Sasquan (“The Day the World Turned Upside Down”, Thomas Olde Heuvelt, Lia Belt translator, and The Three-Body Problem). (Happy to be corrected if I’ve been misinformed.)
Since translators get their own rockets, my rocket is a pretty rare species. Hopefully, as more translated works make their way to the US/UK market, my Hugo will become less special over time. Nothing would make me happier smile emoticon
I loved hanging out with the nominees at the reception — everyone was so gracious. The ceremony itself was also a lot of fun. I think the hosts, Tananarive Due and David Gerrold, did an amazing job. I even got to receive my rocket from an astronaut, Dr. Kjell N. Lindgren, on the ISS.
(Wes and I being mocked at GRRM’s party. Credit for picture: Marko Kloos)
Afterwards, I got to go to GRRM’s Hugo Losers Party, where Wesley Chu, winner of the Campbell, me, and other winners were appropriately mocked according to tradition (this explains the picture above…) — people were super nice though, and Kevin J. Anderson, who once taught me at a workshop, took it easy on me.
At the party, I got to witness the first (and perhaps only) Alfies — named after Alfred Bester and fashioned from old car ornaments, as the first Hugos were — being handed out to those who received the most nominations after discounting the effects of slate voting in No Award categories. It was lovely to celebrate the wins of Liz Gorinsky and John Joseph Adams, among others. Annie Bellet and Marko Kloos, in particular, were such deserving winners!
I got to witness a part of fandom lore being made in front of me (thank you, George!). As someone interested in myth making, it was a really special experience.