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Nov. 1st, 2008 11:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
perevisionI am so tired.
Suffice it to say that the Himself event was so satisfying and fun, even if it did briefly feel like my high school prom all over again, in that I was kept busy paying attention to other people while the object of my attention was swarmed by cheerleaders. (Or in this case hot Goth girls and fans who were far more intelligent and interesting, and far less busy.) And that when he did get round to the staff, and was uniformly warm and kind even when he was obviously exhausted, I once again made an ass of myself and told him his Heliogabalus was hot, at which point he snorted with laughter and I burned all the way up to my hairline. I am so, so stupid. Honestly. But I enjoyed myself infinitely better than I did at my prom, I can tell you. And I got to run for and bring him his tea, and I paid for it with my own money, which is more than I can say for the rest of the audience! ♥
Here are some of the best highlights.
Mention of Batman: "Some of you may have read the story I did in Batman Black and White, where Batman and the Joker are like the Coyote and the sheepdog in Looney Tunes. They clock in and ask each other about their kids offstage. Well, the story I'm writing now makes that one look really normal." BAHAHAHAHA. OH DEAR. I guess a quiet, stay-at-home Bruce was too much to hope for from this man.
Neil read the "Macabray" chapter, which must be everyone's favourite including mine. And there was some joking about Jonathan Ross before: "Usually I don't do these things alone. There's always someone to come and chat to me, like Lenny Henry, or Jonathan Ross. Or I chat to someone, like Susanna Clarke. But tonight it's just me." *sips water* "Jonathan Ross was busy." *BIG LAUGH FROM AUDIENCE* "And doesn't anyone else think this whole Jonathan and Russ thing is just blown way out of proportion?" *HUGE APPLAUSE, with side orders of W00T*
And after, during the Q&A: "Will you be sending Jonathan Ross any money?" *brief wry and incredulous Neil-stare at audience* "Er. I think he's fine, actually." XDDD And "Do you support Jonathan Ross?" Very brief pause, and then emphatically, "YES. Yes I certainly do." *MORE W00T*
And a brief question saying "Why is there no chocolate?" which he read, seemed to recognise the handwriting, and then balled up and threw at a TERRIBLY FAMILIAR-LOOKING MAN WITH A SHORT DARK BEARD who was sitting in the front row, and then said "Take note, everyone: DAVE MCKEAN IS EASILY BRIBED BY CHOCOLATE."
Dave McKean showed up, completely unplanned, and got his own occasional queue while he chatted with Roz Kaveney and waited for Neil. And near the end of the event, and after a lot of begging my managers and my friends in the senior staff, I. I got to sit and chat with him, and say utterly inane things like "I'm following you to Comica. Er. Let me rephrase that." while he laughed and signed my books and chuckled over Neil Himself drawing his own comic, which I had brought to be signed. God, the man is amazing. One of my biggest dreams just came true.
And then my friend Kat and I acquired a pumpkin from a young man who came as Mervyn Pumpkinhead (honest to God) and Roz Kaveney showed up at the bus stop and rode with us all the way to Old Street, chatting about Neil and Dave and Yorkshire and fandom. What a fantastic night.
Oh, and I went as Terry McGinnis, but with makeup done to look like toon!Nightwing's. Almost nobody knew who he was. After the 15th time I was asked "Are you Batgirl?" I just started saying "No, I'm Jailbait Batman." XDDD
Suffice it to say that the Himself event was so satisfying and fun, even if it did briefly feel like my high school prom all over again, in that I was kept busy paying attention to other people while the object of my attention was swarmed by cheerleaders. (Or in this case hot Goth girls and fans who were far more intelligent and interesting, and far less busy.) And that when he did get round to the staff, and was uniformly warm and kind even when he was obviously exhausted, I once again made an ass of myself and told him his Heliogabalus was hot, at which point he snorted with laughter and I burned all the way up to my hairline. I am so, so stupid. Honestly. But I enjoyed myself infinitely better than I did at my prom, I can tell you. And I got to run for and bring him his tea, and I paid for it with my own money, which is more than I can say for the rest of the audience! ♥
Here are some of the best highlights.
Mention of Batman: "Some of you may have read the story I did in Batman Black and White, where Batman and the Joker are like the Coyote and the sheepdog in Looney Tunes. They clock in and ask each other about their kids offstage. Well, the story I'm writing now makes that one look really normal." BAHAHAHAHA. OH DEAR. I guess a quiet, stay-at-home Bruce was too much to hope for from this man.
Neil read the "Macabray" chapter, which must be everyone's favourite including mine. And there was some joking about Jonathan Ross before: "Usually I don't do these things alone. There's always someone to come and chat to me, like Lenny Henry, or Jonathan Ross. Or I chat to someone, like Susanna Clarke. But tonight it's just me." *sips water* "Jonathan Ross was busy." *BIG LAUGH FROM AUDIENCE* "And doesn't anyone else think this whole Jonathan and Russ thing is just blown way out of proportion?" *HUGE APPLAUSE, with side orders of W00T*
And after, during the Q&A: "Will you be sending Jonathan Ross any money?" *brief wry and incredulous Neil-stare at audience* "Er. I think he's fine, actually." XDDD And "Do you support Jonathan Ross?" Very brief pause, and then emphatically, "YES. Yes I certainly do." *MORE W00T*
And a brief question saying "Why is there no chocolate?" which he read, seemed to recognise the handwriting, and then balled up and threw at a TERRIBLY FAMILIAR-LOOKING MAN WITH A SHORT DARK BEARD who was sitting in the front row, and then said "Take note, everyone: DAVE MCKEAN IS EASILY BRIBED BY CHOCOLATE."
Dave McKean showed up, completely unplanned, and got his own occasional queue while he chatted with Roz Kaveney and waited for Neil. And near the end of the event, and after a lot of begging my managers and my friends in the senior staff, I. I got to sit and chat with him, and say utterly inane things like "I'm following you to Comica. Er. Let me rephrase that." while he laughed and signed my books and chuckled over Neil Himself drawing his own comic, which I had brought to be signed. God, the man is amazing. One of my biggest dreams just came true.
And then my friend Kat and I acquired a pumpkin from a young man who came as Mervyn Pumpkinhead (honest to God) and Roz Kaveney showed up at the bus stop and rode with us all the way to Old Street, chatting about Neil and Dave and Yorkshire and fandom. What a fantastic night.
Oh, and I went as Terry McGinnis, but with makeup done to look like toon!Nightwing's. Almost nobody knew who he was. After the 15th time I was asked "Are you Batgirl?" I just started saying "No, I'm Jailbait Batman." XDDD
