I am only now just recovering from this past weekend. I spent most of yesterday passed out on the couch catching up on some much needed sleep and allowing my brain to clear itself of cobwebs spun from five days of lack of sleep and overstimulation. But now that another San Diego Comicon marches off into history, I can look back and honestly say that, for me, Comicon 2011 was the best convention I’ve ever attended.
What made this con so special? Where do I even start? I had several career-building opportunities present themselves throughout the show, had a chance to actually talk with people whom I had previously only been able to see for small amounts of time on the show floor (had a great conversation til the wee hours—okay, wee hours to me, anyway—about guitars), and I know that several of my books are being read by artists whom I admire and highly respect.
But the absolute greatest moments of this show were meeting my readers. I can’t tell you how wonderful it was whenever someone would stop by the booth just to say they enjoyed my work, or brought their own issues for me to sign, or tell me how much they wanted to see one of my books continue beyond what’s already been written. But the greatest moment of the show, and I might even say of my career so far, had to have been this.
I have never been so flattered or humbled before in my life (for those of you who don’t recognize the symbol, pick up a copy of Hexed). It was so moving that I almost couldn’t handle it. I had created a character that had so much of an impact on a reader that she chose to permanently alter her body to reflect her love of that character. That is, without a doubt, one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen and was the cherry on top of an incredible Comicon sundae.
Can’t wait to see what this next year brings.
