Astonishing, But True…We Are Here
I am willing to admit that I occasionally embellish things for comedic effect, but our third foray across Vespucciland was actually pretty nice. They got us a direct flight, and there was someone to meet us at the airport and all our bags showed up and everything. They whisked us to the hotel (regaling us with horror stories of other guests who had to snowshoe here from Newark and such), stuffed us with food and gave us a nice room with running water and free pillows.
Saturday, we found out that all the books we had shipped out had been held up by the storms, so we got to have the always delightful experience of having wide-eyed fans rush up to the table, fistfuls of money in hand, eager to buy books, and then we get to explain to them that there are no books to be had. These are people who know perfectly well that they can buy books online, but for whatever reason, want to buy them from us. Maybe they want a signature. Maybe they feel that we get more of the money when they buy them from us. Maybe they just want the good luck and life–enhancing energies that comes from owning material objects that we have physically touched. And who wouldn't want that?
I know that I enjoy periodically selling books one-on-one to fans. It's one of the reasons we do conventions, and when we can't do it, then everybody is sad.
But what are you going to do? It really wasn't anybody's fault, and even if it was, getting mad about it wouldn't accomplish anything. So we just hung at the show. Did our panels. We performed the Girl Genius Radio Plays, which were well received.
We've seen a lot of really great costumes. Anime cons really are where you see some of the best and most imaginative costuming. Most of this is what you'd call Hall Costumes, by which I mean that this is stuff that you can wander through the convention in and wear it for hours (or in some cases, days). This is different from your more rarified costumes, that barely manage to last long enough to survive a trip from one side of the masquerade stage to the other, and use hydraulics and yards of gauze and actual flames. Occasionally you see that kind of thing used in a hall costume, but they tend to be the reason that escalators get gummed up.