Okay so . . . NYCC was . . .
Let me put it this way: Imagine that *all* your life, the only thing you’ve ever really wanted to do was be a fantasy writer. And you’ve been going to cons for all that time dreaming about the day when you’d be up there on a panel, and doing a signing *especially* at one of the majors like New York Comic Con. And then you get to DO IT. And you have a book coming out, and you’re sitting next to heavy hitters like Jack Campbell and Taylor Anderson and after nearly 15 years of breaking yourself against the rock of resistance, you punch through that bastard and you are SIGNING YOUR BOOK for people.
The euphoria, folks. I’m drowning in it. Every cell in my body is screaming I DID IT (except for the ones in my brain that are screaming I HOPE I DIDN”T MAKE AN ASS OUT OF MYSELF).
New York Comic Con is the nerd vortex of the east coast, a funnel of everything that most jazzes me from novels to comic books to video games to movies to oceans of geek swag. I believe the head count over the 4 days is in the 100k range, and I got to check out the range of costumes, thrill to game trailers for Star Wars: Old Republic and Assassin’s Creed, spend entirely too much money on t-shirts and even find romance:
I got to attend two awesome panels: The first featuring a range of Del Rey authors including my favorite, Peter V. Brett, and a really thoughtful panel on female writers where Patricia Briggs had some insightful comments on the merits/challenges of self-publishing that were definitely worth taking note of.
I got to meet some of my long time heroes, like Joe Schrieber and Marjorie Liu. I got to hang with a crowd of people, jammed shoulder to shoulder in the exhibition hall, all of whom get the inside jokes and know the secret handshake.
The best part? Finally sitting down to do my panel, and watching the nervousness fade
away as I realized that this was nothing more than a room jammed with a bunch of my buddies, people who grew up playing D&D, reading comic books and spending their allowance on paperbacks same as me. It was like finding long-lost family in the last place you expected.
If you want to see video of the panel, there are YouTubes posted in 3 parts:
Of course, the euphoria is tempered by some stress. We gave out about 100 ARCs (Advance Read Copies) of my first novel in the SHADOW OPS series, CONTROL POINT. I have also been receiving several emails from bloggers/book reviewers letting me know that they have received their copies and have started reading. These are people who don’t know me and have no reason to like me. They will judge this book on its merits. In a few months, their verdicts will begin to be published.
The smacking sound you hear is the rubber hitting the road.
But for now, I’m just going to try to float for another night on the rush of the con, the crowd and the overstimulation of being buried in cool people and toys for 4 long days, at long last a pro, after wanting it SO BADLY and pushing for it SO HARD for SO LONG.
Tomorrow, it’s page proofs. Tonight, it’s squee.
To everyone who came out, made it to the panel, to the signing, or just chatted me up on the show floor, thank you thank you thank you. You’re the reason I serve in the guard. You’re the reason I write novels.
You’re all the reasons I need.