Clockwork Alchemy
Me with my handsome husband
Recently, I had the privilege of attending the first Clockwork Alchemy as their Fan Guest of Honor. It was even more special because it was my birthday on Monday, a very nice way to spend one’s birthday. It was slightly lessened by the fact I had a very mild cold and was on decongestants, but I didn’t let it slow me down much. Clockwork was held in San Jose over the Memorial Day weekend in conjunction with Fanime, a large and long standing anime convention.
My husband and I arrived Thursday so that we would be ready for Friday’s festivities. We are very well acquainted with the Doubletree hotel where CA was held because it had housed several fannish conventions in the past including Baycon and Further Confusion. There was a meet and greet going on that night but since it was rather loud, we chose to sit in the bar and chat with folks instead. The bar in this hotel is centrally located and open to the lobby so people can easily find you and join in the conversation. You’ll note a trend in behavior beginning here.
Kory - The very dapper con co-chair
Friday morning, we attended opening ceremonies.  Paul Guinan and Anina Bennett, the Author and Artist Guests of Honor were introduced and spoke briefly. Kory the con co-chair said some very complimentary things about my role in west coast steampunk fandom. I was touched and truly appreciated the recognition. Erica “Unwoman†Mulkey, the Music Guest of Honor performed with her strap-on cello, which got a lot of buzz.
Steamcon promo table
Martin and I set up our promo table for Steamcon and chatted with the few folks who came by. Attendance was light, but it was only Friday. I did a talk called “Modding for Wimps†that was not well attended, but still enjoyable. I did it as a Powerpoint presentation since bringing all my props down from Seattle on a plane is too difficult.
Fanime attendee
That night we took the opportunity to head over to Fanime at the convention center to check things out and do a little shopping. The folks at Xcentricities have a fabric with a gear pattern that I had asked about getting it in purple with copper gears. They made it as a waist cincher and my husband graciously bought it for me as an early birthday present. My friend Margaret gave me some gorgeous purple lace and feathers to deck out a hat I had bought from her at another show. I bought a curly purple wig to go with all the purple. We met up with Paul, Anina and two more friends and headed off to dinner. After food, we went to a private club and had cocktails. The other patrons were completely enamored of the steampunk look and I think we made some new converts. One gentleman offered to buy my goggles, and since they were a pair that I made, I was very flattered.
The Guest of Honor Group Interview - Photo courtesy Jean Martin
Saturday after breakfast I was booked on a large block of programming. From 11:00 – 1:00 Jean Martin did a group interview of the Guests of Honor. Kathy and Shannon O’Hare from Neverwas Haul were the Maker Guests of Honor and told stories from Burning Man and other events. Paul and Anina talked about Boilerplate and their new book Frank Reade: Adventures in the Age of Invention . I talked about how Steamcon got started and how that lead to me becoming a speaker, an educator and many other improbable things. Erica spoke on her music and to my delight gave Steamcon a nod for getting her a start in the steampunk community.
I ducked out a little bit early to grab a quick bite (not an easy task) and get ready for my “Steampunk Litmus Test†talk. It was a large and enthusiastic crowd and we had fun discussing the various things that really make a story steampunk.
Unwoman & I
The rest of the day, we talked to folks at the promo table and I managed to get some interest in my book, “Steampunk Archetypes.â€Â We had dinner at the sushi bar again and then I changed into the new corset and wig for the concert. My feet were tired and my cold was wearing me down, so we adjourned to the bar with some new folks to chat. You spotting the trend yet?
Sunday, we again manned the table and talked up Steamcon. In the afternoon I did my talk on “Seven Steampunk Fallacies.â€Â I had not done that particular talk before and being a Sunday, I wasn’t sure how popular it would be. I guess the title piqued their curiosity because the room was packed and stayed that way. I took questions after I went over the initial points and the audience seemed entertained. Afterwards we were supposed to go to dinner with the con chairs, but Spencer’s was unexpectedly closed. Martin and I eventually resorted to bar food once again for expediency. Shortly afterward, I spoke to a reporter from USA Today about all the fun that is steampunk, so that is something to watch for.
I changed into my copper gown for the Ball, but since I don’t dance we ended up in the bar chatting with some fabulous people. It was a good weekend for lively conversation with fascinating people.
My Monday outfit
Monday morning, the con was still going, but many people used the day for travel, so attendance was light. I hadn’t completely lost my voice yet, but it was getting squeaky and it hurt a bit to talk. I was supposed to be on two back to back panels but they were both full of lively panelists, so I suspected that I would not be missed. Besides, it was my birthday and I wanted to celebrate a bit.  My husband and a friend took me over to Fanime to do some actual birthday shopping. The majority of the booths were filled with figurines, and anime videos. I love looking at the art books, but they are quite expensive. The costuming is mostly too small for me, but I did find a gorgeous copper colored corset at Timeless Trends and my husband got it for me! Two corsets for my birthday! I am so spoiled! I bought myself a couple of small Re-ment boxes of tiny food and a tea service, indulging in one of my hobbies. I also got some colored reflective lenses for my goggles. We took the opportunity to eat away from the hotel for lunch. By the time we got done, the con was basically over and the dealer’s room was closed. We took a few pictures at the picturesque Sainte Claire hotel before heading back to the Doubletree. We found Paul and Anina in the bar and we spent a pleasant while chatting. A friend whisked us off to a Teppanyaki place for dinner. Prawns! Yum! Then back to the hotel bar to chat. My loving husband had procured a red velvet cupcake for my birthday. No candle, but they are really unnecessary, not to mention a fire hazard, after a certain age. Ahem.
Me & Thatch, the other con co-chair
It was a wonderful way to spend a birthday weekend. My thanks to the convention organizers for having me as fan guest of honor. I was quite proud to be instrumental in the launch. For a first year convention, there were some hiccups, as there always are, but it ran quite well on the whole. The staff was friendly and responsive. I expect great things from this convention in the years ahead.
The main problem was not the con itself but primarily the hotel food. It’s a decent hotel, but it’s major flaw is that it has very little food within walking distance, if you don’t count Denny’s which I don’t. There is a coffee shop, a coffee bar, a nice bar with a sushi bar in it and a pricey steak house all inside the hotel, but as they cater to mainly business clientele the offerings became less each day through the holiday weekend, making it very difficult on those of us without vehicles.   The bar menu shrunk by half its selection after the first day and the sushi bar is closed on Sunday. Spencer’s was closed Sunday and Monday. Sprig’s, the coffee shop was only open for breakfast and lunch. There was supposed to be a “grab n go†for quick sandwiches and such, but the hotel decided not to run it all weekend after it didn’t do well enough the first day. The coffee stand was open sporadically and the sundries shop ran out of many things fairly quickly. We muddled through as best we could, but it was frustrating.
Aviatrix at the Sainte Claire Hotel
I think I would have possibly forgiven all of it if it wasn’t for Tuesday morning. I was feeling quite run down from my cold so grabbing a coffee and pastry for breakfast didn’t seem like a good idea. I needed a real breakfast to get through a day of travel. We went to Sprig’s in the hotel since getting to Denny’s seemed a bit daunting. The waitress waved us at a table but didn’t bring menus. When she finally came over to help us, still not bringing menus, she said simply “buffet? implying it was easiest on her, so we shrugged and nodded tiredly. She then quickly waved in that direction and muttered something about the hot buffet was not out. Slow restaurant, she said and did we want eggs? What kind? Anything else? We both said scrambled would be fine and bacon for him and sausage for me. She left and eventually we got two plates of scrambled eggs and hot tea for Martin. Martin went and got a bowl of fruit for us. My drink was missed, but the busboy kindly brought me an iced tea. We never did get any meat. As we finished the eggs she came and asked if we wanted potatoes, but we really didn’t want to wait around and eat in shifts. This was beyond ridiculous. I went and got a bowl of oatmeal. I really wish she had just given us menus to begin with and told us they didn’t have a hot buffet that day.   Martin said he had difficulties with that particular waitress earlier in the weekend.  I find it odd because most of the staff was fantastic despite the issues. The waitress in the bar was so good that we felt compelled to give her manager a compliment about her. I do understand the economics of the situation, so I am not surprised, but it definitely negatively impacted my weekend.
There was a mishap with a transformer in downtown San Jose on Thursday night, that didn’t affect us. The five hour power outage did cause problems for Fanime, but they soldiered on from what we heard. It caused registration to get way behind and by far the most oft heard complaint was about registration and having to go to the convention center. I know the organizers have heard this and are working hard to make it better next year.
The photo Gallery for the pictures taken by my husband is here.

As I said in my last post, it’s that time of year. So many events to attend and the big question is “What to wear?”  Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy figuring out new outfits for steampunk events. I may enjoy it a little too much, but that’s a different topic. It’s just that I don’t really want to wear the same thing over and over. Or at least not in exactly the same way. Many of my steampunk clothes can be mixed and matched to make new outfits. I have been wanting to have a large gallery of all my outfits that I can view on one page. Unfortunately my computer doesn’t seem inclined to help, so I played around with some photo storage sites. I finally found one that would let me do it. Photobucket’s albums lets you view an entire album on one page.Â
On Saturday, the hubby and I attended the
I went to the contest official and voiced my concerns, but when the MC was apprised, he blew it off entirely. So what? As long as the audience is having fun, who cares, right? Well, I didn’t appreciate putting work into something that was then completely ignored, so I departed. I had better things to do than watch a competition that was now so obviously going to be the steampunk equivalent of a night at Hooters. I am told that despite the chaos, the winner was one of the other judges picks and her costume was quite good and showed almost no flesh. I am glad to hear it but surprised at it. I guess one never knows the mind of a mob.
Today, I’ve noticed that the internet is filled with cries of “Happy International Steampunk Day!” While I am all for the celebrating of the genre that I love, I had to wonder about the reasoning behind choosing June 14th to be ISD. After all steampunk clothing is generally layered and quite warm. When looking at dates for Steamcon, we tried very hard not to schedule it in an extremely warm time of year so that our attendees could go all out and not roast. My steampunk ensembles tend to include boots, tights, gloves, hats, wigs and then several layers of clothing. Sweating is not very dignified and so we do avoid it, if we can.

The summer months in the Pacific Northwest tend to be busy due to the possibility, mind you not definite, chance of nice weather. This summer is looking to be quite busy, so I thought I’d give you a peek at my schedule in case you might be able to join in the fun. Click the links for full details.
I went down to San Diego to attend
restaurants and a spa that is now called Town & Country. On my way there I discovered that we were going to be sharing it with a swing dance convention as well as a few others. Luckily, it’s a big place, sort of an overly ornate rat maze for humans as it turns out. There were many gardens, trellises and gazebos scattered about as well as lots of quite random statuary. The room we stayed in was quite sumptuous. I did have the good fortune to ride the elevator frequently with many curious mundanes who were quite charmed and intrigued by my description of our gathering for the weekend. I suspect some of them dropped in on the festivities.
On Friday morning, after a very mediocre breakfast at the Terrace Café, I investigated the convention space. The spacious merchants’ room was still getting set up and happily my Steamcon table was right inside on the right hand wall. Registration, due open at 10:00 A.M. did not open until after 11:00 A.M. as often happens the first year, but I got tech support for my talk “Steampunk 101â€, which was to occur at noon. I feared that no one would make it since they couldn’t get registered in time, but I did have a small but enthusiastic audience, nonetheless. It went well and I later heard a few people comment that they really wished they could have attended. Afterwards, my roommates and I had a quick nosh and I went back to man my table and answer
officially registered and found the door to registration closed. I looked unsurely about and a spritely young thing asked what I needed. When I told her that I was a panelist, she flung open the door and pranced inside announcing my status. I was served promptly. The program book is lovely and Steamcon’s ad is right on the inside front cover. Sadly, there is a conspicuous absence of a map. The membership badge is ungainly, approximately the size of a flattened paperback novel and attached to a lanyard, which I find less than useful. I usually bring a spare clip to rectify this, but I had neglected to repack it. My badge had a blue ribbon stating “Second Class†and a red ribbon that said “Panelist†already attached. Anastasia, the fan table liaison came by and gave me a lovely little cloth insignia to wear. I also purchased one of their handmade Gaslight Gathering pewter medals which are quite fabulous. I spent the rest of the day talking up Steamcon and enjoying the enthusiasm of the attendees.
or the day. It got lots of attention for the special effects and the hat. I sat at my table and was so busy promoting Steamcon III that I was a tiny bit late for my panel, which was down the courtyard, across a pool area, and up to the 9th floor of a neighboring building. The lack of a map in the program book was inconvenient and since it is the most confusing space, I think it might be a very good addition for next year. The panel was on faux finishes and it was very well attended. My fellow panelists were quite knowledgeable and the hour flew by. I think we could have gone on for a while, as we sort of did with random audience members afterwards. I think that appointing a moderator might be helpful as there is a certain amount of chaos if there isn’t one. Afterwards I ducked in to get my photo taken by “Tobias Eastmanâ€, a professional photographer, since I was in the vicinity. While waiting, I got an opportunity to talk to one of my fellow panelists, Arabella Benson, who is an absolute delight and very creative.
We didn’t have concert tickets, so we didn’t bother to check it out although I later heard good things about Steampowered Giraffe. The dance that evening was period dancing, which I am atrocious at, so I didn’t partake. One of my roommates did choose to stay and dance but after chatting with folks for a bit we wandered off to find more people to chat with. One never really lacks for entertaining people to talk to at a steampunk convention, and this one was no exception. We found the charming Anastasia and she introduced us to more folks.  I talked myself hoarse, but that is nothing new.
Right after my panel, there was a talk I was very eager to see, so I rushed off.Â