I got five hours of sleep last night, yet managed to navigate the show fairly well.
Basically, my brain was on the same power-saving strategy my smart phone was using, and aside from weary feet, I managed quite well.
I had various panels scheduled, but after seeing the line for the JMS workshop, gave up. Instead, I walked the margins of the sales floor, starting with The Block in 3E (where the cool kids hang out), then crowd surfing over to 3A where many small booths and retailers were located. I ended the day in the last aisle of the book publishers, and made an amazing discovery! (Scroll down to find out!) My crazy comics quest this year: issues of Angel Love. Not a copy to be found. But I did pick up some cheap, low grade comics, and looked at lots of comics art. (Juiciest piece? A multipanel page of John Byrne and Murphy Anderson, starting with Krypton on the left and ending with ??? on the right… looked like four interlocking covers, but drawn on a single comics art board. Way out of my league, but oh my…)
Here are the photos I took today. These are from my cell, so don’t expect anything too fancy.
And I stopped by the Andrews McMeel booth, where Brooke McEldowney was signing copies of the fifth and sixth 9 Chickweed Lane collections. (Go. Read.) While at the booth, I chatted with David Stanford, who overseas the Comics Sherpa service on GoComics. Another nice chat, about the various books AM is publishing, especially the AMP! books for kids!
Oh! Almost forgot! The surprise!
I did suggest that, in the future, they call up the local Scottish Society and hire a booth bohunk to wear a kilt and stop whatever traffic wanders by the booth! No… not a kilt… a belted plaid!
I did rush downstairs to the panel room, but it was standing room only, and I wasn’t able to get in.
I tried to retire to the Press Room for a bit of relaxation, but it was closed at 7 PM! (Yet panels and programming were still going on! WTF!) So I found the new FedEx Office office, which is much improved from the old closets (which have been demolished). Off to pick up my bag, and head home for a decent night’s sleep.