BravoCon, revisited

In which I share snippets from the cutting room floor.

BravoCon is over, but it lives on in our hearts and in the three separate press badges that are sitting on my kitchen table because I’ve refused to throw them out for some reason. I mean, yes, I want the memories, but I don’t think I could forget someone at the Q&A during Luann’s cabaret taking the mic to say “Epstein didn’t kill himself” even if I trie…