This past weekend was the insanity that is the San Francisco comic book convention; WonderCon. Maybe it is because this is such a tiny little city, but unlike other comic book conventions that I’ve been to, the convention exists smack in the middle of everything. Since I live here that means I don’t always drop everything the way I do for other conventions, the proximity makes everything a lot more convenient and real life becomes a lot harder to ignore.
Last week I accidentally attended the meeting of a local writer’s group and got a sneak peek at a new mini-comic. I say accidentally, because they met in a bar and I was invited for a pre-meeting cocktail by my friend Kirsten. As everyone else gradually arrived, they convivially greeted me and invited me to stay. There wasn’t a point where it felt like the meeting officially began, so I just stayed. Before I knew it I was attending their meeting.