As you may know, this year I had the pleasure of attending BookCon 2015, in NYC. I have to say: pretty cool but it needs some work on the organization side. There were many snafus with the autographing sessions. One author’s autographing line was capped before she was even out of her panel. Which means that the people who attended her panel did not get to get her book signed. In my own experience, I went to the James Dashner signing.
I got in line an hour and a half early so that I wouldn’t miss out on it like I did for other ticketed events (Rainbow Rowell, Steven King) and waited. I was 6th in line and was hoping to go to another panel after getting my book. Instead, BookCon made us all move. Specifically they told us we had to disburse. Well of course no one did. We’d been waiting and most of us had missed out on other events because we weren’t there early enough. Eventually a huge mob formed from all the people getting out of line but still trying to stay in the area. A mob, I might add, that wouldn’t have been there had we not been asked to move our actually organized line. I went from being 6th in line to 50th in line. At least I got to meet James Dashner and get a signed collector’s edition of The Maze Runner and The Scorch Trials.
I also went to some pretty cool panels. On Saturday I went to Comics are Awesome and got to meet Regina Tegelmeir and Jeff Smith which was pretty sweet. Then I met up with Magdalyn Ann and we went to Faraway Lands, which was about females and friendship in literature, and the last panel I went to was Girls Online, Girls IRL: Women in New Media. And it was not as centric to New Media as I wanted it to be. It was described as a new media panel but ended up being female bloggers talking about being female bloggers. Still interesting, just not what I wanted.
Sunday, I went to a panel with Ridley Pearson and James Dashner. It was really funny! Someone asked Dashner “If you could bring back any fictional character ever–who would it be?” And his answer? Priceless.
Well, played sir. Well played.
And as we left BookCon on Sunday, we were caught in a torrential downpour. Huge thunderstorm, lots of water, and lots of books. Lucky for me I’d grabbed a lot of free totes and I wrapped up all my books in them to help keep them dry. Maggie and I ended up stopping under constructions awnings in order to wait out the rain.
And then the storm chased us all the way back to her house. But–all in all–pretty good weekend. I made out with 6 new shirts and 15 new books (and I only paid for 6 of those books).