
Did I mention the Hall was enormous? 24 rows filled on both sides of each row, 5 colums deep. We walked forever to the back corner of the space to where the Author's Alley was tucked. Most everyone had set up, but Dylan Birtolo (The Bringer of War)stuck out a friendly hand and welcomed us, told us very good to know things and that his booth was just around the corner.
Next day we got in place with 1/2 an hour to spare before the VIGs came in. The VIGs, whoever they were, did not get back to where we were and as the minutes ticked we could hear an occasional shout from outside the entrance doors closest to us, which were the most remote doors from the main entrance into the convention center. Even with the remote distance, the guards opened the doors once or twice and swarming behind them was a mass of humanity, crowding to get first glimpses. At the hour doors opened and people ran in, most turning down aisles way before they could get to us, but we could see them across the open space where the cashier booth was set up for artists and authors.
During the show thousands pointed down the aisle at our glossy oversized bookcover of Star Wars Jesus hung on the back panel. Hundreds came back over the 4 days and most of them said, "Ok, I just have to ask: What is this book about?"
I did say in part 1 that I would write about crazy con coincidences. Next post. Promise.

