The Imaginarium creative writing festival was the best yet! If you’ve never been, GO! It’s in Louisville, Kentucky, y’all. It has gaming (board and video), cosplay, kid minding/entertaining by Motley Kids, film screening, panels and workshops on just about everything writing-related, a vendor hall….
Per Bastet attended. We took turns staffing the book selling booth (did quite well, thank you!) and also did panels.
We offered our first-ever room party this year, and it was a roaring success. I forgot to take pictures of the food. ~sigh~ One thing was white chocolate rosewater truffles and one was watermelon salad, so you’ve already seen those, anyway.
But this post is about doors.
The hotel. (cue Psycho music) Last year, it was, in my opinion, substandard. After that round of complaints, they told the convention they were being bought by another company, who was going to do a thorough renovation. Then part of the hotel caught fire. They they said for sure they were renovating; how could they not?
I’m not going into details. I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves. Ghost doors galore.
Our room was in the section with the bricks, not the burny one. On the first floor, which was good, because none of the elevators were working. Our room was several blocks-worth of parking lot from the convention center, but it didn’t rain much, so….
As you may imagine, we very much appreciated the editorial opinion of someone who may have had the room before us:
Here’s a close-up.
The convention will be at another hotel from now on.
Thursday Doors is the brainchild of Norm Frampton, photographer extraordinaire. Visit his site, enjoy his wonderful photographs, follow his directions, and enter a world of doors.
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about a substandard hotel.