Zombie Brains
October 10, 2007

Crossposted to doorQ.com, the Gay Scifi, Fantasy and Horror Website.

Ever since returning from Gaylaxicon, I've been a zombie.

I haven't been screaming "Braaaaaiiiiiinnnnzzzz," mind you. I just had so much fun last weekend that I'm still wiped. Consider: I got home from my Dayjob around 6:30 PM last night, dropped my bag on the floor, pulled my laptop out and started to wonder how best to write this post. Suddenly it was 8:00AM this morning, I was curled up under the afghan, the alarm was singing in the bedroom, and it was time to head back to the Dayjob. (I was naked too, but that's always, and mysteriously, happening.)

In addition to previewing some sample content from doorQ.com, meeting and greeting fellow doorQs from all over the country, showing off the brandspankingnew doorQ.com T-Shirts (available now!!!!), and dressing up my business partners in revealing costumes and forcing them to give out Starburst candies to Gaylaxicans, geeks, nerds, doorQs and the random Straight Person who stumbled into our crosshairs, the real treat at Gaylaxicon 2007 was the Saturday evening official presentation of doorQ.com.

The doorQ.com presentation was 10:30PM on Saturday, opposite the band, the video room, and another con program on sex, so I was a bit worried when James, Ty and I went to set up the room. Video projector: check. Groovy graphics: check. Water: check. Attendees: d'oh!!! My mood escalated to panic: four minutes before start time and only one person was in the room.

Over the years I've gotten quite good at hiding stark, screaming panic. Prior occupational obligations involving the separation of infant children from either gaggles of gang-banging goombas or phalanxes of Harley-mounted Hell's Angels had forced me to pass a darwinian scored "If they smell your fear, you're dead, so stuff it down" exam by, well, hiding said stark, screaming panic. Nevertheless, it was still there, chortling maddeningly in my mind.

James and I launched into the demo. We rolled through various features of the site, talked about the original fiction, the blog functions, the personal profiles, and explained the short films that were coming down the pike. And as we talked, people, blessed people, filled the room from front to back. Mid way into our hour, when we opened things up to questions, we had around 50 people in the room -- what I was told later was one of the best turn outs for a single panel during the convention. That mind-screaming chortle was now a chorus of Hallelujahs.

The chorus wasn't just in honor of people appearing, it was that they all had great, great things to say about the site. More even than just excitement or interest or about the kind of stuff they wanted to see on the site, they offered, as befitting a room full of geeks, nerds, and doorQs, pertinent and knowledgeable thoughts of how they'd like that information presented to them as well as a range of content from which to choose. From Amazon.Com like "rate-the-raters" features, to Diggable post rankings, to user-selected preferences for the explicitness of gore, language, and sexuality accessible by them, we got so much information that Ty filled pages of notes. James left the program jazzed.

I almost cried.

My "stuff it down" skills came in handy with that last bit, too.

Posted by Jody at October 10, 2007 11:25 PM

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