I have agonised over whether to write about DixieCon or whether to move quietly on. Chalk it down to experience. Swallow it up. Give me adversity and I’ll easily rustle up several pairs of lederhosen from the curtains whilst singing The Hills Are Alive. I’m a social turnip. I’ll speak to anyone. But when theContinue reading “DixieCon, We Have A Problem… Or Do We?”