|Signing, signing and more signing.|
Got back late Sunday night from the Motor City Comic Con and, as usual after these events, I crawled through the front door brain-fried and wasted. (I don’t drink, but I’ve got a serious comic book hangover.) For a guy who spends most of his time alone in a room, playing with his imaginary friends, it’s quite a dimensional shift to spend three days among thousands of people, signing books and talking till I’m hoarse.
That said, the joy of these conventions—and it really is a joy—is meeting the folks who read, and appreciate, my work. The people who visited my table at Motor City were an enthusiastic and heartfelt group and I offer deep thanks to everyone who stopped by: your kindness was profoundly appreciated. (A special shout-out to two regular Creation Pointers: Drew and the ever-mysterious Jack. A genuine pleasure to meet you both outside the confines of cyberspace.)
|Talking, talking and more talking.|
I also got to spend time with—among others—my frequent collaborator Kevin Maguire (who had some amazing prints for sale), Mark Waid (that kid’s got talent: I think he’s got a future in this business), Christy Blanch (whose digital series The Damnation of Charlie Wormwood is one you should be reading), the Sliderwave Family (they know who they are) and the inimitable William Shatner. Okay, so I didn’t actually hang out with Shatner, but my beautiful wife (who spent a good part of the weekend taking pictures, including the ones on this page) and I attended his panel and he was, as always, smart, funny, whimsical, philosophical, hugely entertaining and extremely Shatnerian.
|A gorgeous Kevin Maguire JLI print|
So fare thee well, Michigan—and thank you. Next up: Wizard World Atlanta. And—for the moment, at least—that’s it for me and conventions this year.
|Side by side with my Younger Self.|