WIZARD WORLD CHICAGO: Day One
Well, nothing happened to our stuff, so that was a relief. The friend that the fellow from yesterday was referring to set up today and he's a nice guy. He assured us that he agreed that his friend was in the wrong and made it clear to him, so that was a nice end to that.
The place is bustling! No mystery holes in the exhibitor space, and people are crowding along pretty well for a Friday. New management seems to have helped. Most folks are worrying about sales (well, everyone who isn't selling the Fin Fang Foom Heroclix, which is the size of a smallish tv), but Saturday is the day usually.
I paced the highways and byways a bit and found a DVD discounter with piles of crappy movies to dig through. I heart crappy movies. I wandered by the Graham Crackers booth, which had a bunch of plastic Mjolnirs lying around. I picked one up and suddenly a GC employee is at my left. "You know you want that," he purrs. He's right. One appears to my right. "Is that a record?" Indeed it is. I am an avid collector of Superhero and some TV story records, and I had found a table with exactly six albums, one of which was THE SAGA OF BATTLESTAR GALACTICA. I remember my SAGA OF STAR WARS records fondly, so I had nabbed it. I thought about the way the question was phrased, as if the situation had compelled him to ask "Is that a whalebone corset?" He was excited that there were records in the building at all. I pointed the rest out to him. Feeling old, yet strangely imbued with an urge to thwack Loki over the head with my new acquisition, I wandered on, cheerful.
Ian surprised us by turning up a day early. He lives here, but still a surprise it was, and a nice one. He's still in the writing stages of his new book, mulling a few things over. He came along for another trip to the DVD pile, that shameless enabler!
Pam Bliss is our back-to-back neighbor this time. We swapped new books and Pam told me her review of ZOO FORCE 3 will be up on Sequential Tart sometime soon. We also talked with Adam and Zack from our local store DAYDREAMS, who are also here. It's funny to see them in this context.
Our cards with the complete list of books and ISBNs for folks who are curious yet low on cash seem to be working well. It's hard to remember everything you see and do and plan to do later in this wind tunnel of color and noise, so many folks are grateful for a colorful reminder. Since we're so easy to order from any bookstore, we can take some pressure off by giving folks teh delayed option. People seem more conversant with print-on-demand and the realization that no really you can order us anywhere books are sold.
What's selling? FRAGMENTA, of all things, and Carter's full color NIKKI HARRIS. Tomorrow, Will Grant will be turning up, and Hanna will be back. If you're in the neighborhood, drop on by! We're near the very back of the entire room, down row 3700 of Artists Alley. See you there!
--John
The place is bustling! No mystery holes in the exhibitor space, and people are crowding along pretty well for a Friday. New management seems to have helped. Most folks are worrying about sales (well, everyone who isn't selling the Fin Fang Foom Heroclix, which is the size of a smallish tv), but Saturday is the day usually.
I paced the highways and byways a bit and found a DVD discounter with piles of crappy movies to dig through. I heart crappy movies. I wandered by the Graham Crackers booth, which had a bunch of plastic Mjolnirs lying around. I picked one up and suddenly a GC employee is at my left. "You know you want that," he purrs. He's right. One appears to my right. "Is that a record?" Indeed it is. I am an avid collector of Superhero and some TV story records, and I had found a table with exactly six albums, one of which was THE SAGA OF BATTLESTAR GALACTICA. I remember my SAGA OF STAR WARS records fondly, so I had nabbed it. I thought about the way the question was phrased, as if the situation had compelled him to ask "Is that a whalebone corset?" He was excited that there were records in the building at all. I pointed the rest out to him. Feeling old, yet strangely imbued with an urge to thwack Loki over the head with my new acquisition, I wandered on, cheerful.
Ian surprised us by turning up a day early. He lives here, but still a surprise it was, and a nice one. He's still in the writing stages of his new book, mulling a few things over. He came along for another trip to the DVD pile, that shameless enabler!
Pam Bliss is our back-to-back neighbor this time. We swapped new books and Pam told me her review of ZOO FORCE 3 will be up on Sequential Tart sometime soon. We also talked with Adam and Zack from our local store DAYDREAMS, who are also here. It's funny to see them in this context.
Our cards with the complete list of books and ISBNs for folks who are curious yet low on cash seem to be working well. It's hard to remember everything you see and do and plan to do later in this wind tunnel of color and noise, so many folks are grateful for a colorful reminder. Since we're so easy to order from any bookstore, we can take some pressure off by giving folks teh delayed option. People seem more conversant with print-on-demand and the realization that no really you can order us anywhere books are sold.
What's selling? FRAGMENTA, of all things, and Carter's full color NIKKI HARRIS. Tomorrow, Will Grant will be turning up, and Hanna will be back. If you're in the neighborhood, drop on by! We're near the very back of the entire room, down row 3700 of Artists Alley. See you there!
--John
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