Yeah I finally went to one a few weeks ago, it was the Bristol Expo. I didn't really enjoy the experience. Nearly everybody at every stall was trying to sell me something when I walked past, they called me over and gave me an energetic speech about why I should buy their comic or other apparal. There were some friendly people there, one girl cornered me into having a conversation about Death Note since she noticed I was flicking through one of the manga and a couple of other people approached me about less interesting things but I politely humoured them.
I guess the biggest downer was the fact that even though the place was big I'd walked around and seen everything in the space of 20 minutes. So what else could I do except walk around a few more times. Lord knows how people can buy weekend tickets for these things and stay there all day on both days because after about an hour I was getting ready to leave. About a fiver to get in too.
Anyway it wasn't a total loss because I got to meet Jamie Smart, who wrote Bear. Probably the only guy that didn't try to sell me something and being a fan of his books I was happy to see he wasn't up his own arse like a lot of artists seemed to be there. He happily signed my book(I noticed some other people were charging for signings there), flooded me with free stickers and a copy of Fat Chunk, had a cool little conversation and I even bought the T-shirt I'd wanted which I saw on his site. Best part of the day.
The experience made me realise something though, I cringe when I hear people talking about such things loud and strong.
If you were there you might have seen me. Tall guy, dashing good looks, longish hair.
I guess the biggest downer was the fact that even though the place was big I'd walked around and seen everything in the space of 20 minutes. So what else could I do except walk around a few more times. Lord knows how people can buy weekend tickets for these things and stay there all day on both days because after about an hour I was getting ready to leave. About a fiver to get in too.
Anyway it wasn't a total loss because I got to meet Jamie Smart, who wrote Bear. Probably the only guy that didn't try to sell me something and being a fan of his books I was happy to see he wasn't up his own arse like a lot of artists seemed to be there. He happily signed my book(I noticed some other people were charging for signings there), flooded me with free stickers and a copy of Fat Chunk, had a cool little conversation and I even bought the T-shirt I'd wanted which I saw on his site. Best part of the day.
The experience made me realise something though, I cringe when I hear people talking about such things loud and strong.
If you were there you might have seen me. Tall guy, dashing good looks, longish hair.