I do the 48-minute work thing, and I'm as swamped and panicked as I think I've ever been as I prepare for a screen test tomorrow and a convention this weekend. This is certainly the worst since I was working on my PAX keynote, but I work well when I'm terrified. During this panic, blogging falls into the "do fun stuff for 12 minutes and then GBTW" part of the hour, so please forgive me if this is a bit . . . unfucosed.
Emerald City ComiCon was @!#$!%&(*ing awesome. It. Was. Just. Awesome. I met many people who I know online but not in real life, including Ed Brubaker and Cherie Priest, who are awesome. Ed even asked me if I'd come play in his D&D game during my Q&A . . . if I'd play a lesbian Druid. Apparently, he was bet a large sum of money that he wouldn't do it.
I also got to finally slime Jeph Jacques in person and give him shiny gold rocks in exchange for some awesome QC shirts. He also gave me NUMBER ONE of the limited edition print they made for the show. NUMBER @$!@#%^&ING ONE!
I met some people from Wizkids, who heard through the geekvine that I'm a pretty big fan of HorrorClix and Pirates of the Spanish Main. They gave me many wonderful presents, including a Great Cthulhu HorrorClix dude and a complete set of Pirates ships. If you felt the Earth move in Seattle this weekend, (and you were alone, natch) it was likely me exploding into a geeksupernova.
My reading on Saturday and my Q&A on Sunday were also awesome. I had a ton of fun, and I think the audience had a good time, as well. I hope they did, because OMG they had to turn people away when both of my panels filled up and were standing room only. I know! I can't believe it, either.
I got a lot of super great books that I don't have time to read right now, but I've started (and totally love) Top Shelf's Super Spy by Matt Kindt. I'm going to do my best to list and one-line review the other stuff I got, because everything I got looks really, really cool.
Shit. I only have 6 minutes. Shit shit shit!
I was asked to write for [Comic that I love] and maybe write an introduction to [Comic that I love]. I may be writing something for [Game that I love.] Again, geeksupernova + geekgammarayburst + geekgasm. It was very messy. Sorry about that, Seattle.
All the people I met this weekend will be crushed when they find out the horrible truth about what a terrible person I am, but at least we all had 48 glorious hours together.
Very Memorable Moment of the con: I was talking to Ed Brubaker, who waited in my line to give me copies of Criminal. It's one of my favorite books in the world, and I asked him if he would sign it for me. Ed and I kind of know each other because Warren Ellis introduced us (I know, it feels like name dropping to me, too, but I swear it's how it happened) and Ed's given me a ton of reassurance and advice as a writer. I was attempting to thank him for casting Dispel Fear and Self-Doubt when I failed my save vs. insecurity just before I started my second Star Trek manga story, and this really angry guy in my line yells at him for talking to me for so long.
I think we'd be talking for about 5 minutes, which is about how long I spend with everyone who waits to talk to me at a convention, because that's just how I roll.
For those of you who don't know who Ed is, he writes (and killed) Captain America, and that's not even the coolest stuff he's done. Yelling at Ed Brubaker at a comic convention is like yelling at Wayne Gretzky at a hockey convention.
When Angry Yelling Guy got to the front of the line, he just wanted to talk to me about Star Trek. For five minutes.
I ate lunch with Jamie Bamber and Julie Benz on Saturday. I felt really out of place with the two of them and desperately wanted to get back down with the other writers where I felt like I was among peers, but they were both very, very nice to me. Julie Benz is just as beautiful as you'd expect, and Jamie Bamber was an incredibly charming and friendly fellow.
I sold out of all of my books before 11 on Sunday morning! Happiest Days is now officially in its second printing, which is supposed to arrive tomorrow in time for me to take new books to Super-Con.
I'm working on an awesome new limited chapbook for Super-Con (and the 2008 Geek Tour) today. Details later this afternoon.
1 minute left! Which one is the blue wire?!
Comic Book Resources wrote a very kind report about my reading on Saturday. I also posed for some pretty cool pictures with some pretty cool people. I was mauled by a bunch of Suicide Girls. Sigh. Poor me. How will I ever recover?
Seattle was, as it always is, just wonderful. Every single person I met was kind and friendly, and I'm going to put this con down as a HUGE SUCCESS by every metric I use to determine this sort of thing: selling stuff, meeting cool people, having fun, getting cool stuff.
I know I'm forgetting a lot of stuff, but I'm out of time. More bloggy happy funtimes in 48 minutes . . . ish.