Just when I thought I’d hit my last comic book show of the year … (ah, you know the rest).
This Sunday past I had plans to visit my dad in the hospital–recovering from hip surgery–and so was already planning a trip into Manhattan. And then old friend Kevin shot me a note that he was planning to hit the Big Apple Con, so I figured I’d swing on by as well.
Turns out I was only there for an hour, but it was an hour well spent.
Unlike some of the bigger shows, the Big Apple ConJust when I thought I’d hit my last comic book show of the year … (ah, you know the rest).
This Sunday past I had plans to visit my dad in the hospital–recovering from hip surgery–and so was already planning a trip into Manhattan. And then old friend Kevin shot me a note that he was planning to hit the Big Apple Con, so I figured I’d swing on by as well.
Turns out I was only there for an hour, but it was an hour well spent.
Unlike some of the bigger shows, the Big Apple Con is still just an old fashioned comic book show, for comic book fans, who read comic books. Sure they had a few guests–Peter Mayhew (Chewbacca; Star Wars) and George Lazenby (James Bond; On Her Majesty’s Secret Service)–but mostly this was a place to buy comics, look at comics and not be overwhelmed by the crowds.
And also unlike the bigger shows, I wasn’t "working" this one. I wasn’t pumping [i]Finders Keepers[/i], I was just a fan, looking at comics, and digging through the discount bins for deals. It was just for fun. And I’m glad I went. Because as much as I’m out there pumping [i]Finders Keepers[/i] normally, I also need to let the steam out of my head once in a while. I need to just relax, and enjoy. Not that promoting my work isn’t for me, but it’s work. It’s effort. And sometimes I don’t want to be a marketing machine. I just want to be a guy, who likes comics, enjoying comics for what they were always meant for: Fun.
