Marc had a small trade show at the Clarion Hotel today… yes, I arrived a bit late as I had a long night at my bill paying job. It was slow in parts (which I used to text friends), but made a little cash. The biggest draw was meeting new people and connecting with other local creators.

I knew Jay was going to be there… I’m glad he’s out promoting his butt off lately. I was surprised to see Doug from Comic Book World there, but that was a nice surprise. Met Allen Freeman (Slam Bang anthology & Morgana X). Met up with Nathan Thomas Milliner (writer/illustrator of The Malevolent, Final Days, and Girl Number Three) who I haven’t seen in AGES and Rene Blansette (writer/illustrator of Thief: The Adventures of John Argent) who was at the last local show Marc did (the Lexington one). Also met Clint Basinger (Cosmic Moustache Comics).

Looking forward to the next local show Marc is affiliated with in August:

Next is the Knoxville, TN show and Wizard Chicago with John and Avri. Then insanity that will be San Diego Con… who knows what madness Tony and Sean will get me into. Good times!

I was wondering what happened to NYCC’s handy-dandy survey. Just came in the e-mail today:

I think they’ll enjoy my comments. I’m still very happy how well they solved all the problems of last year so quickly.

Yesterday I was good and still on the convention high. Today I think I have crashed. Brain lock, body weak, just feeling completely out of sorts. But I’m going to give this a shot anyway. Plus I’m working without a net (no handwritten notes whatsoever).


So I had planned to sleep all day Thursday so I could stay awake most of the weekend. It didn’t work out that way. I ended up working and being productive into the late hours. I caught myself around 11pm and took two sleeping pills. I talked to fellow local writer Len and discovered we would be taking the same flight to NYC. Pills kicked in around midnight.

Got up before the alarm at 5am. Hopped in the taxi to the airport and he was the driver with the best conversation the whole trip. Getting my boarding pass I overheard one of the women talking about an earthquake. Figured it was Cali news and I went about my business. About 30 mins later got a text from Josette saying there was two earthquakes here and she and mom felt them (later Avri confirmed the first one happened right after I left and he thought someone was doing construction on the building). I didn’t notice either of them.

Met up with Len who told me about his brother who had this wicked stomach virus. The airplane trip was simple. I still love flying so much. Made it to NY and met Len and Alex’s mother, Betsy. We took a van near Grand Central Station and took a smaller van to their hotel. We discovered that the van guy left Len’s largest bag on the street (that had all of his clothes and some pretty expensive books he had planned to get signed). Len lost his cell phone on the bus the day before (oh, I went to the Zone and ran into Len on while I was leaving and he was on his way to meet up with his ex, so it was right after that) so we went to the T-mobile store. They switched the sim card in an older phone they had and we had lunch and discovered the old phone could receive calls, but he couldn’t answer as none of the buttons responded. Betsy and Alex went somewhere and Len and I came back to the hotel and the driver found his bag! Off we went to the convention where from first viewing I could tell they improved VERY MUCH on the clusterfuck that was last year (and apparently the worst one the first year). Grabbed my bag and off to the booth where I met DeWayne who was there on time (I made it in around 11am-ish). Will arrived about 10 minutes after me, so now all the NYCC TAT crew were finally at the table.


(ADHD starting to kick in… going to try and rush through the rest of the weekend)

After tons of ripping and running Tony finally caught up with me at the booth. Met up with Sean after the con closed and we tried to figure out which after con event we’d do. Most of us had to go to the hotel. After tons of chaos Sean, DeWayne, and I ended up having dinner at TGIFridays.

Sean fell asleep early and Tony came in around his usual 2am and he schooled me on some great tips- the top two being try to start a new word balloon with each sentance and how fast lettering in Illustrator (like I’m supposed to be doing) instead of Photoshop really is. We still kinda differ a bit on what we consider decompression, but I’m making a focused effort to try and add more panels per page.


Holy chaos!!! More sales, more people, more networking. After standing on my feet about 90% of Friday and Saturday fatigue finally kicked in and I was too tired to even attempt any after con parties.


There were a few companies I wanted to talk to, but couldn’t find (later I discovered how many booths were MOVED at the last second) but was going to skip it all and not go to the show any Sunday as I had to catch my flight at 2. Between the desire to try for those last few talks, already being up, and Tony busting my chops on missing all the stuff Saturday night I went ahead and joined them in going to the con and it turned out to possibly be one of the best and most productive few hours I spent all weekend (hot damn that Tony Lee being right 86% of the time!!!).

Rushing out to get to the airport it seems the only dingbatty thing I did was leave my airplane info on the hotel table instead of the room key. That was okay as I remembered my airline, time, and flight number (wow, again my memory is better than I give it credit for) so I was able to print my boarding passes with no difficulties. Had a 3 to 4 hour layover in Chicago where I learned Betsy already made it back while Len and Alex had some flight delays. Took TONS of notes and bits of story ideas during that layover time.

The show was AMAZINGLY AWESOME!!! I’ve been debating and wanting to go to Wizard Chicago in a few months and I think I’ll go after all without setting up a booth. I also think in San Diego I’ll focus a bit less on sales and staying at the booth… then again, I dunno. Met a lot of great people who stopped by the booth that I would have missed if I was up and about the whole time. Arg. Will figure that out later.


Part 1 – The Airport Terminal

I need a laptop.

I’ve been at the airport for about an hour… everything was pretty easy (Chelle rules!). I really like how huge, open, and clean this place is. I don’t like how cold it is… sitting in the cold waiting reminds me of hospital waiting rooms.

I killed some time skimming magazines in a nearby magazine store, but more time writing the letter to the reader for the Chaos Campus Preview. A rough draft was already written, but it needed a cleaner second draft. Typing will be the third and final draft. I still have to write one for the ChiSai Preview.

Our flight is delayed by 20 mins. The woman assures us everyone will make their connections… unless they’re LAX. Which from the looks of people’s reactions that happens a lot with LAX. Mental note: No LAX for me.

Part 2 – The Arrival

(Everything is now on PST)

I made it to San Diego in one piece and on time (actually about 30 mins early).

Currently the joints in my right hand are aching a bit from the longer flight (Mental note: No trying to sleep on hands so high in the air). I drank my V8 when the ride began and a tomato juice around mid flight. Maybe those helped, maybe they didn’t.

So yeah, we’re here about 30 mins early and I have that time to kill as I wait for Nelson. It sucks that my cell phone doesn’t work in this part of the country.

*looks around* Okay, Louisville’s airport is larger and cleaner than this one… blah…

Part 3 – The Hotel

This trip was not planned so well. Well, at least the meet and greet part.

I realized late that I was still upstairs at the airport so I made my way downstairs to a HUGE FUCKING CROWD of people. Nelson doesn’t really know me by face, nor I with him… but even if we did finding each other would be like a needle in a haystack mission. My cell phone doesn’t work here so I had to decide: Try to make it to the hotel myself or try to make it to O’Bryant’s home. Knowing O’Bryant is rarely at home I opted for the hotel.

That was an adventure. An adventure that sucked ass.  I’ll save you the gory details, but after a TON of trouble I finally made it to the Holiday Inn.  So… here I am in the room watching Seinfeld and wondering if Richard is still out looking for me…

Part 4 – Day One

I ended up needing food after Seinfeld and went down and ordered a club plate from the cute Polish/Chezh woman in the cafe. She brought it up and it was good… but it was like four sandwiches on one plate with fries and two apple juices. I ate half of it.

I went to sleep and Nelson came in around 3am after going out drinking with O’Bryant and to a strip club. He saw me in one of the beds and the leftover food sitting out and though his key opened the wrong room. That was funny.

We were up and out early to get good parking and then we met up with O’Bryant for breakfast. The cafe was near a huge and beautiful body of water and the view kept grabbing my attention as we ate. If I lived there and had a laptop I’d be at that cafe every morning to write (in theory). I had French toast, bacon, and eggs which would be my running breakfast theme for the trip.

After standing in line forever for my pro badge (which is nowhere near as good as the exhibitor badge- mental note for next time) I met  writer/actor Kevin Grevioux near the end. I shook his hand, but didn’t have time to make small talk as the line was finally moving. I didn’t have any cards, postcards, or books on my to give him. Damn.

Inside the convention I was a postcard passing out machine (and standing on my feet so much kicked my ass later on in the evening and later in the trip… why couldn’t I have brought sandals? Why am I comfortable wearing boots?). We finally met Tony Lee in the flesh and he’s even cooler in person than online! His passport was stolen adding him to our growing tally of arrival mishaps (Nelson’s flight left early causing him to catch a 3 hour later flight). Tsuda finally arrived frustrated as his computer died before he left (sounds like mine), his plane was late, and his room wasn’t ready for check in when he arrived. Yeesh!

More events I can’t remember… later after the con we met up with Tony and the Digital Webbing crew at a bar. Our bartender was one of the HOTTEST women I’ve ever seen.  It was sooo nice being able to sit at a bar and not be assaulted with cigarette smoke!

There are record highs in some parts of CA… two places made 119 and 120 degrees. Glad I’m not there! San Diego has a nice dark cool thing going on early in the day, super hot in the afternoon, and cool again in the evening.

P.S. We got back in too late to hit up the hot tub, so I have to settle for sitting in a hot bathtub. My legs are still going to kill me tomorrow. *groan*

Part 5 – Day Two

For the most part, quick hits:

More breakfast, same spot, same meal. O’Bryant and Nelson are a trip. The view never gets old. I really like watching the crabs on the rocks at the shore.

More waiting in line… I repeat, the pro badge sucks. Exhibitor is where it’s at.

Panel 1- Comics to Movies- Saw Stan Lee. Didn’t stay to the end so I didn’t get to shake his hand. I should have. I don’t remember why I left early.

Walked around the smaller tables and collected cards and freebies. Most will probably be given out to the crew at the next meeting.

Back to the booth… more postcards to give out… still trying to sell comics.

Panel 2- Blacks in Comics- I forgot to bring flyers and comics, but I did pass around business cards.

Tsuda and I went to the artist alley pro area and gave copies of Myriad to Buzz and Mike Lilly (who is cool as hell). I think I gave copies to Adam Hughes… I hope to God I did.

We went to a restaurant called “Dicks”… where they have good food and service, but they’re supposed to be a dick to you. Interesting concept.  We stayed past midnight.

Part 6 – Day Three

Quick hits again…

We’re all dead dog tired, so we’re turning in early.

Today was the busiest day of the con, so the parking garage filled early. We made it, but O’Bryant didn’t. No breakfast for him. 🙁

The postcards did well on the freebie table.

Went to the Writer’s Panel and the Minority Report… passed out cards, postcards, and comics. Networking… you know me.

After the con we were dying of hunger so we ate at some close restaurant that was super expensive. But it was good (enough).

I’m going through the bag full of loot now… getting rid of the doubles. I plan on hitting the rest of the convention hard tomorrow as it is the final day.

Part 7 – Day Four

SDCC comes to a close and I’m at the airport. I’m so tired and I can’t wait to go back to Louisville to sleep for a few days and recharge. Sooooo drained.

I didn’t have time to take many pictures here… and a lot of times I just didn’t think to bring the camera. Doh! The few I have will be cool though… I hope they don’t accidentally erase or something.

I did a lot of networking, met a lot of new people, met a lot of online people, and got a ton of stuff.

Well, more to come later perhaps. For now I have comics to read…

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