Back to Fifth Day
These are in no particular order; but I've tried to maintain context. All additions gratefully accepted, all corrections (ahem) received with due humbleness (never did get that smack, Lu).
David Skal: "Best vampire novel which does not concern Dracula."
Lu: (in Vlad accent): "This book, it does not concern me."
As the band comes trooping out, two by two, waving flags and carrying candles:
Anne: "Look, it's Goth Pride Day!"
Elizabeth (?): "I thought they were going to do a flag routine."
Pat Elrod, quoting a male friend of hers at another con:
"Breasts are like India--been there, still don't understand them, would like to know more."
Lu (of Pat Elrod): "I think she was a brothel keeper in another life, maybe Diamond Lil."
Bev: "Your poem is doggerell, but it's good doggerell."
Anne: "In fact, it's pedigreed doggerell."
Upon reading that the winners of the Count's Creative Writing Contest would be expected to sign autographs:
Anne (sotto voce to Lu): "Do I get to write 'I am a greater writer than thou'?" (which absolutely choked poor Lu...)
Maggie: "I called my husband and left a message saying I'd seen Elvira's bush. He called me back right away."
Anne Lucke, chairing the last panel on vampire detectives: "In fact, the vampire detective has become a sort of Dracule Poirot."
Pat Elrod: "I've got to write that down! Where's my pen?"
Pat Elrod: "Be sure to drop by and buy my books, so I don't have to carry them home!" (Repeat often, and chorus the last half to get the full effect)
Bill Zaget, fellow Torontonian and winner of the short story fiction prize, partner of Paul Ibey who danced The Blood Countess, coming out of the ballroom where Suzanne had regaled an audience with two more dances. He had a dazed look on his face. "She did two more! We had to watch, we just had to!" (Paul looked numb).
Bill (he likes to be called Zag) again, during the announcements of the poll winners: David Skal: "Best performance as a vampire in a comedic role." Bill: "Princess Dracula!"
Anne, holding up Nutri-Grain® bar with bite out of it: "Hey, this is good! But it's nae oatmeal!"