Paul dropped me off at home yesterday afternoon around four o’clock. Not only did we have a great time, but so (I’m sure) did everybody else who went to this year’s PulpFest. Attendance was up a little, sales were down a little — if the dealers could be believed — but the room was always busy with purchases and other additions to buyers’ collections, or so it seemed to me.

   Once back home I realized that I did not make it around the dealers room as often as I often do, and there were, alas, a few friends I did not spend as much time with as usual. The time went very quickly, and all too soon the convention was over.

   I spent more money on pulps than usual, and this happened in fact before the dealers room was even open. There were as many sellers offering paperbacks this year as there were selling pulp magazines, or so was my impression. I did not see many rare pulps for sale, but I suspect that they were grabbed up before I had a chance to see them.

   I’m hoping that Walker Martin will write up his comments on PulpFest soon, as he’s been doing for other pulp and paperback shows like this one, and by the time he does I expect to have a few photos to post here as well.

   Traveling by air is the only way to go, but it’s no longer easy. We were delayed an hour going when our second plane had to be worked on before taking off. And coming back I lost a pair of reading glasses after going through security. The case fell out of my pocket when I sat down to put my shoes back on. I called Lost and Found at the Columbus airport this morning and luckily they had it. It’s on its way to me by UPS now, so all is well.

   This will be my only post today. It won’t be until tomorrow that I’ll start the blog up again, for real.