Alright, this is mostly for me, but I wasn’t able to go to Comic Con this year, a big terrible disappointment with bad scheduling and all the horrors of trying to find a hotel room you can come up with.
But no. No tears. I held my chin up high and picked lentils out of the fireplace like a good Cinderella, knowing that next year, oh next year, I’ll do it right.
Little did I know it was Wizard World Chicago I should have gone to anyway. TWO PANELS, one from Paul Jenkins and another from Peter David, on comic book writing. TWO! From those two even! Throw Gail Simone in there and I’d have to invent a time machine.
Ah well. Next year. *sob*
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Heya Carla!
How you been? This is Ryan, the autobio self-publisher who used to come into Metro all the time. I just finished up my first year of grad school. Couple more to go. I just heard about your blog from a friend o’ mine and thought I’d stop in to say hello.
Sorry you couldn’t make it to Comic-Con this year. That’s a bummer. I had my table again w/ some new stuff (book, prints, shirt, etc.) Good times. It treated me very well.
Alright, hope this finds you well and snazzy. Chat w/ you lates.
Ryan
http://www.ElephantEater.com
Listen sister, you’d have been better off listening to someone holding up a cell phone in the panel room. Chicago just wasn’t worth it this year. Low energy, high temperatures, unfriendly staff. And I don’t make those calls lightly. Wizard is riding this pony straight to the bottom of the barrel.