Came back from the Philadelphia Wizard World convention. Certainly the liveliest turn-out I’ve seen at a con in some time. And the facilities were large enough to contain the crowd without things getting overpopulated.
I went down with Kathleen and Caroline (Ariel spending the weekend with her mom). Many people asked after Ariel, which was nice, and there were many “oooohs” and “aaaahs” over the baby. Saturday night Kathleen went out with a group of convention attendees including Maggie Thompson, Elayne and Robin Riggs, and Leah Adezio (admirably keeping things together in the wake of her recent loss). I willingly volunteered to go back to the hotel with the baby; not a great sacrifice, as my voice was completely gone and I was utterly exhausted.
Ken Knudsen, artist of “My Monkey’s Name is Jennifer” was set up two tables down and was true to the promise he made in the back inside cover of his comic’s most recent issue by giving me a vodka shot. I downed it and then remembered I didn’t drink. Fortunately it didn’t blast back up and out my nose.
The table was back-to-back with Mart and Carrie Nodell, whom it’s always great to see. Jim Salicrup stopped by as did, ten minutes later, Danny Fingeroth, so it was like Marvel old-home week. Met my editor on Captain Marvel, Andy Schmidt, who bears a striking resemblance to Riley from “Buffy.” Or maybe Richie Cunningham. I haven’t decided yet.
Lots of interest in “Fallen Angel” as people paged through the first five issues which I had out in various forms on my table. I signed comics steadily from 10 AM through 4 in the afternoon on Saturday (lighter turnout Sunday) and I have to admit, I was surprised. I wasn’t in most of the adverts (not their fault; I didn’t sign on until late) and yet I had steady business. So that was nice.
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