Hall of Heroes Con: Day 2

Not bad!  35 books sold over two days– not enough to leave a box behind but almost.  Made my booth back and then a decent chunk of change besides and actually sold out of some of my titles for the first time ever.  And I met Svengoolie, which I might talk about a little bit some other time because my reaction to doing so kind of fascinated me.

But we know you’re here for cosplay, so let’s get to the pictures.  One of the individuals photographed below could etch glass with his or her own nipples.  And it may not be the one you think it is!  As always, click for bigger:

Hall of Heroes Con, Day 1

That … went well.  I have already paid for my booth and then some, so tomorrow is going to be all profit, and since tomorrow doesn’t feature a home Notre Dame game at 3:30 (at which point traffic conspicuously dried up) I have high hopes that it could be even better a day than today was.  That would be quite nice.

Also interesting: every con I’ve ever attended has had celebrity guests of some stripe or another, but other than Timothy Zahn coming to the booth next to me I’ve never really interacted with any of them.  Seth Gilliam, Katrina Law, Kevin Sussman and John Schneider all walked past my booth several times, and it’s possible that William Katt did a few times too but I don’t actually know who he is so I didn’t recognize him.

(Seth Gilliam, in particular, is a ghost.  The first couple of times he walked past I was the only one who realized who he was.  I almost called him over to the booth the first time, thinking he was just a regular con-goer, and only stopped myself at the last second.)

Not as many cosplay pictures as I usually take, mostly because the one real disadvantage of my booth is that it’s not in a great place to ask people to stop for a picture.  Every time I tried it led to a traffic jam, so I stopped doing it after a while.  That said: enjoy, and remember you can click on the pictures to get a larger version!

 

IndyPopCon 2018, Day Three

Much of today was spent staring, glassy-eyed and half-asleep, into the middle distance rather than actively attempting to hawk books, and it also happened that frequently cosplayers whose costumes I might have wished to photograph chose to walk by at the precise moment that there was someone actually at my booth.  To wit, I don’t have nearly as many pictures today, but I suspect y’all will survive.

 

IndyPopCon 2018, Day Two

In accordance with prophecy, today was a much better day for sales; I’ve paid for my booth and then some and there’s still an entire day left for the con.  The cosplay contest was today, too, so folks brought their A game.  That picture of Iron Man down there was actually taken by my wife; I didn’t actually see him as he never entered the vendor floor, so my big winners were the Wookiee (who was at least eight feet tall; I should have gotten in the picture for scale) and Kratos, who was absolutely stone-cold perfect and is probably my favorite cosplay of the weekend so far.  Bonus points for the little girl in the BB-8 costume, who you have seen before, two years ago and hundreds of miles away.  Her mom’s reaction when I showed her my phone was all sorts of fun (and not in a “Why the hell do you have a picture of my kid from two years ago on your phone you creep?” sort of way, which was… well good.)

(Also, and for the record, any time I take a picture of a kid at one of these things I tell the parents I’m planning on posting the picture to the site and get specific permission from them for it.  I also usually give them a card so they can come look if they want.)

The other highlight was someone recognizing me from the previous IndyPopCon and coming over to tell me she loved Skylights and wanted to know what to read next.  I’ll have a sequel by the next time I come to this con, dear, I promise.

 

IndyPopCon 2018, Day One

Not the greatest day of sales ever, but Friday never is.  Check out the cosplay, though.  Notably missing: the Shaggy cosplayer who I didn’t ask for a picture because no one around me could decide if he was cosplaying Shaggy or just looked like it, or the young woman who was definitely not cosplaying Domino but was nonetheless a dead ringer for a slightly younger Zazie Beetz.