Pushing the outer limits of my stamina. Pain is well within the manageable level, but my endurance is not what it was. Keep trying to pace myself; handle the convention as a series of short sprints rather than a marathon.
Kicked off the day with a panel on the X-Men universe. A brief presentation is made of upcoming plans for the X-books and we field an assortment of questions. Nightcrawler’s fate seems to be of primary concern to the audience. It’s understandable. However when asked why such a move was made with the foreknowledge that it would probably make the fans irate, one panelist deadpans, “We don’t care about the fans.” It gets a huge laugh, as it was intended to, but it won’t surprise me if it gets reported somewhere as being a flat and serious assertion.
Another signing at the BOOM! table with Claudio Sanchez of Coheed & Cambria. The line remains steady and consistent for the entire hour. Buy some neat stuff at the WETA booth. For the first time in a long while, I actually leave the convention during the afternoon. Run some errands, do some shopping. Kathleen and Ariel love watching ‘Project Runway” and a sixth season contestant, Gordana, has a store nearby. Buy some stuff there for Ariel (nothing really there right for Kathleen.)
Heavy party night: First the Marvel party, followed by a part on a yacht held by William Morris to which I’ve been invited. Run into a variety of creators there, including Dwayne McDuffie and Glen Murakami of Ben 10, Rich Johnston of Bleeding Cool, Marv and Noel Wolfman of, well, Marv and Noel Wolfman; Michael Uslan and son David, and I’m sure many others I just didn’t spot.
Don’t get back to hotel until 12:30. Need to get some sleep.
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All-in-all sounds fun. I just hope no one gets stabbed in the eye.
Seriously, I hope that guy is okay.
I ran into you at the Weta booth, shrieked, and then never said I liked you’re books… Took me off guard, thanks for reminding me to calm down. You’re a fantastic writer, thanks for the stories!
Erin