Back home and mostly recovered from the crazy that is New York Comic Con, what’s the first thing on my to-do list? Making plans to go back next October because it once again did not disappoint. From parties, to panels to cosplay to celebrities, it was everything I’ve come to expect along with a few surprises.
The thing about NYCC is that it’s big. Really big. Part of that comes from the fact that there are a ridiculous number of people there, but part of that is just the overwhelming scale of the whole experience. You’re in a loud, insanely crowded building with people who are excited and happy and there’s so much to see that it all makes your pulse race.
Then there are the expectations. Who will you see? What will you buy? Which panels do you attend with the hope of hearing news early or getting a sneak peek at an upcoming project or even *gasp* seeing a surprise guest? It’s big, big, big!
Loving the Little Stuff at New York Comic Con
Yet, the thing that every year makes it amazing is not the big stuff. It’s the little stuff that I always remember and that makes me smile as I sit here, in my favorite chair, miles away from New York City. It’s the small interactions with people that make me never want to leave and have me already planning to go back.
It’s the little Wonder Woman eating Cheese Doodles. She was there with her parents, wandering around with a happy smile and very orange fingers. When I asked if I could take her picture, her parents said yes and she was happy to oblige, but what to do about those fingers? She looked at her costume, then looked at her Dad, and promptly wiped them on his jeans. Then she turned and smiled for all she was worth.
It’s the fantabulous geek girl, Kristin, who I haven’t seen since last year. She’s dressed up as a Hipster Ewok Retail Associate. Her husband, Joe, is Forest Moon Endor Mall Security. I know, it’s brilliant, and I am privileged to have such crazy, wonderful, fun friends to hang out with at NYCC.
It’s the guy who was so passionate about Doctor Whooves that not only did he himself cosplay the character, but he turned his car into the TARDIS.
It came complete with sound effects, which are what I heard while walking down the street as I was leaving the convention to head home. Talk about a grand send
And it’s moments that mean nothing to anyone but me, like getting to stand in the Hyundai Santa Fe Zombie Survival Machine. It has a gun turret. They let me stand in it and take my picture. They also let me play with the buttons inside that turned on the sirens. It was fantastic.
None of these moments were seen or heard by masses of people. None of them will make the front page of any newspaper or site. And that’s what makes them all so special. They’re my moments, the things that made the con special for me.
I know that everyone there had moments just like mine. They had experiences that are special and unique and important to them and those moments have them planning a return trip. Sure, New York Comic Con is a huge behemoth, but in the middle of it all there are hundreds of little
moments happening that make it something we each hold dear for our own very nerdy reasons. Time to book that hotel for next year.