Chapter 3: 1988, Phoenix
A Star Becomes A Goddess
At first I didn't think it was going to be a good year. I was shocked to find that they had rewritten the rules and 1 would be forced to give a pageant at the Phoenix Convention. I had planned to just abolish the whole thing and reign as Queen forever. But things turned out better than I had feared. To begin with, the Pageant had grown. The year I WON! there were about 60 people crammed into a hospitality suite, about 7 pathetic has-been contestants, and ME! In Phoenix, the pageant had grown so large that we moved from a small side room to a main ballroom. There was a mob of over 300 adoring SYBIL fans, over 25 pathetic has-been contestants, and ME! And then a truly wonderful thing happened. They handed me a long hard object. It made me quiver, it made me moist. It was a microphone and it MADE ME A GODDESS! Oh yeah, and this little mousy thing in an overdone dress with enough satin and lace on it to gag a maggot, named Miss Pam Demonium, won the contest.
- 2001 IAGSDC Convention Program, p.35-36