Well, I’m back from a week on the road, having hit Phoenix comic-con, Austin, and Dallas.
I always mean to chronicle these trips on the blog, but I rarely end up doing it. I never got around to talking about my trip to Spain where 2000 people showed up for my signing in Madrid. Or the second half of the story where I was at House on the Rock with Neil Gaiman….
Hell, I’ve never even gotten around to telling the stories of my first trip to Europe, and that was nearly five years ago.
So, rather than try and give a cohesive narrative of recent events down in Texas and Arizona, I’m just going to give some you the good-bits version. Sort of like a blog montage. A Blontage. Or perhaps a mog.
- Phoenix ComicCon:
This was the first time hitting Phoenix ComicCon. And I have to say, I really enjoyed it. I literally *have* to say that. It’s in my contract.
Seriously though, I had a really good time. The main reason I went to the convention is because I’d heard they treated their authors really well, and had a really solid track of writer-centered programming.
And it was all true. They took very good care of me, and brought in a bunch of other authors, leading to some of the best panels I think I’ve ever been on. And I don’t say that lightly.
Above is an actual picture from an actual panel. That’s John Scalzi body-checking Chuck Wendig while Aprilynne Pike looks on with near-teenage levels of ennui.
It was the Batsu Panel. It’s a long story.
On Friday night I had a show with Paul and Storm & John Scalzi, with other special guests including Amber Benson and Seanan McGuire. Needless to say, that was pretty awesome time.
This was also the first big con I’ve attended with my entire family.
Oot liked it.
Sarah and Cutie had a pretty good time too…
Most Awkward moment of the Con:
A guy comes up and says: Hey, can I introduce you to one of my friends? He looks just like you!
Me: Is it just a guy with a beard?
Him: No. He looks just like you!
He leaves and comes back with his friend, who is, in all fairness, a white male with brown hair and a full beard. However, we do not look very much alike aside from that.
Highly caffeinated, I hold forth on the subject that not all guys with beards look the same. People send me e-mails like that all the time. I don’t look like fucking Zach Galifianakis. We just both have fucking beards.
My screed is so sudden an intense that after a few minutes, both of them just walk away.
Then I feel guilty.
Near Miss of the Con:
John Scalzi and I almost kissed during the Author Batsu Panel, but then we stopped because Delilah S. Dawson cracked under the pressure.
Best part of the Con:
I had a short break in my schedule on Saturday. So Oot and sat on the floor for an hour, shared an ice cream cone, and looked at costumes together.
It’s the best time I’ve had in a long, long while.
Best Quote from Oot: “Dad, that guy looks like the fancy man from Pirates of the Kerosene!”
Signing at Independent bookstore: Book People.
Despite the fact that we only set up the event a week ahead of time, about 450 people turned up for the signing. It was a good time.
Someone brought me cookies with the multifarious covers of my books on them:
I also got to see the Lego Trouper Wagon I mentioned on the blog a while back:
You can still vote for it to become an official thing at Lego if you want.
I signed a saxophone, hugged a few people, and just generally had a good time. If you’d like more of the details, you can read about the event over here on their blog.
Best Quote: “My husband got to kiss Neil Patrick Harris. Will you kiss me?”
- Barbeque and Breathing Fire:
The day after my signing, when I admitted that I’d never had Barbeque before, Paul & Storm and Brian Brushwood set out to fix the situation. It was good.
Then we went back to Brian’s place and he brought out his gear.
(Note: the Play Doh was not part of the gear.)
Then Brian taught us how to eat fire. For reals.
Why would I do such a thing? Honestly, that question doesn’t even make sense. Why would I *not* do such a thing?
But the other reason is that this was the $575,000 stretch goal from last year’s Worldbuilders fundraiser.
I had a blast, and didn’t hurt myself hardly at all. We’ll be posting up a video showing the results as soon as we have a chance to edit things together.
On my last day in Texas, I got to hang out briefly with the cool folks who produce Cyanide and Happiness. Then it was off to do my last show with Paul and Storm.
Here we are during the infamous pirate song (The Captain’s Wife’s Lament.)
(The bottle of mead was also a gift from a fan.)
All in all, it was a rollicking good time. But honestly, I’m glad to be home.
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Stay tuned to the blog. In just a couple days, we’ll be posting some long-anticipated stuff up in the Tinker’s Packs. We have limited quantities, and it’s going to be first-come first-serve.
Take care of each other folks,