As you probably know, Steve and I were at the London Comic and Small Press Expo a week or so two back. I had intended to get a full report of the con up on the site sooner than this but as you might have seen from all the stuff happening around here, it’s been a wee bit busy!
The event took place in Goldsmiths College in New Cross which is, architecturally speaking, about as lovely a room as you could hope to have a con in. Beautiful building, fairly centrally located, cash machine on site, all of these things make for a good comic book convention. Though I must admit that the discovery of a Costa on the site did eat into the day’s profits by a fair margin.
Small Press conventions are famous for the interesting and eclectic nature of the people who attend them and this was certainly no exception with exhibitors ranging from the commercial to the down right outlandish. To a man though, they were all charming, helpful and extremely tolerant of the two newbies faffing about with Moon banners around their stalls. Special thanks should go to Mr Tim Harries who was kind enough to keep an eye on the stand when we couldn’t be about as well as being a thoroughly nice chap who produces very very funny cartoons.
The day started off slowly, I mean, really freakin slowly. We actually had to go and ask somebody if the event had opened. Still, it took us a good hour or so to get over the embarrassment of having forgotten to buy a proper table cloth for the stand and having to use a rather hippyish sheet from my storytelling days in its stead, so maybe that’s not such a bad thing. 😉 It also gave us a chance to go and make friends and plan what we were going to say at the panel later in the event and we did manage to land a few sales which was nice.
Things finally picked up just after lunch and by the time Steve went off to do the panel the comics were flowing nicely. I won’t go into a tonne of detail on the panel itself as I think Steve’s probably better placed to chat about it but suffice it to say it was a memorable one. Meanwhile I sold a lot of comics, made some friends, sold more comics, got wrongly chewed out by a kid over one of the books plot points (something of a right of passage for me as a writer I feel) and attempted to sound knowledgeable while giving feedback to a very talented aspiring artist (with varying degrees of success).
In the end we went home thoroughly happy chaps. The book had sold almost twice as many copies as we were aiming for, we’d managed to say some interesting things about our views on Small Press without being chased from the building with pitchforks and (most importantly) we’d met some Bunkerites face to face and found them to be the very best of people. Sure, Steve threw his back out and I had to carry all the kit home, but you can’t have everything your own way in this crazy, rock and roll(ish) business, can you.
Thanks to everyone who came out to support and bought a comic, we hope you enjoy reading it as much as we did making it…actually probably best that you enjoy it more than we did making it. Next stop BTB Launch Party and then on to Kapow. Busy busy times!