Here's Kelson, with his experiences at the last day of Comic Con International in San Diego! For his first day's report, click here. For his report on the second day, click here. For day three, click here.
By Sunday I was exhausted. We returned to the show for the last day. I don't think there were fewer people than Saturday, but there were fewer costumes. Saturday was clearly the costume peak.
This morning I started with a trip to Subway to grab lunch for later in the day. I had my badge on, and as I walked up Sixth Ave. a woman walking the other way came up to me and asked whether I was leaving the convention. "Well, later, yes..." She had a badge herself, so I think she wanted to buy mine for a friend who hadn't managed to pre-register.
One of the sights of this year's convention are the Smallville/Superman:Doomsday bags that Warner Bros. has been handing out. They were everywhere, in part I'm sure because they were so large. At one point I saw a little girl carrying one slung over her shoulder, and it actually dragged the ground behind her. Today I saw two people who had done something creative with the bags. One woman had turned it into an apron...
and a man had simply cut holes in the bottom and was wearing it the way cartoon characters wear barrels.
Phil Foglio just walked past as I was typing this. I was sitting against a pillar outside rooms 1-10, trying to think of what to write next, and I looked up, and he walked by, and I thought, "Who is that? I know who that is..." And even though I stopped by his booth the other day, talked to him, and got his signature on a book, it took several seconds to remember his name.
I spent more time talking to writers and artists today. I went back to the Studio Foglio booth and talked to Kaja Foglio, and I read a preview of Alcatraz High and got a copy of issue #1 signed by the artist. By 11:30 I was more or less ready to leave, but I had a panel to go to at 1:00, so I stuck it out.
I got in line for the Fables panel about 45 minutes ahead. The line quickly grew, and then they started letting us in halfway through the previous panel, "My Dad Makes Comics," featuring Scott McCloud's kids and Matt Wagner's kids. It actually turned out to be a very fun panel, though I felt bad that they knew all these people who came in 30 minutes in weren't there to see them.
The Fables panel was worth it. There was a sense of energy in that panel that I hadn't seen in several days. But once again, everyone had underestimated the audience. They brought special give-aways -- a one-page exclusive Jack of Fables story -- but based the numbers on how many people came to last year's panel. They didn't have enough for a full room, so they asked people who had come with friends, spouses, or significant others to please share if they were willing.
My wife managed to win one of the 300 shields by answering a trivia question about Pushing Daisies. Neither of us really wanted it, and we didn't want to mess with selling it on eBay (though perhaps we should have), so we just set it on a table with a note saying "Free Shield."
We finally left around 3:15.
Thanks to Kelson for his con reporting!! Good job!