By contrast Dan Slott was very talkative and friendly with all his fans when I met him a few years back at an event in London. And similarly when I very recently met J.K Woodward and Tony Lee in Birmingham, (the artist and one of the writers behind the Star Trek-Doctor Who crossover,) they had lots of fun stories to tell, and seemed genuinely excited to be talking to their fans.

He even said something that every writer needs to hear:  "Write what you know, and finish what you write."

Seriously, it was like talking to my father.

After I replied that he was the father of the silver age, we had a great chat (and he gladly gave me the autograph.) He was swell. But upon first  approach... friendly was not the first word I would use to describe him!

Hah! Yeah Bill. It was that very one! I still remember being outside that night after the fire alarm went off, and if my memory isn't playing tricks on me, being surrounded by loads of folks in Togas, looking as if they were gathered to murder Julius Caesar! (I'm guessing there must have been some sort of theme party going on.)

But yeah. Maybe that had something to do with it. And the fact that the air conditioning did not seem to be working for the sweltering queues. Though that did lead to a lovely moment where the late great Andreas Katsulas was going around the queue giving people ice cubes. And I got him to sign my B5 cast photo. (He was the last person i needed on it too!) I don't think his assistant was too happy at being made the leaning post for Andreas to sign it on though LOL!

So yeah it was still a good con. Despite Mr David's surliness by the time I saw him. But since then I've been to more conventions and I now know that it's kinda the luck of the draw. If a guest is meeting a 1000 people in day (or more!) Then by the law of averages I guess not all of those can go great!

At one con, I came across Peter David at a table with some other guys from  Marvel, all the other guys were locked in conversation but Peter was alone.  I had right there in my possession, one of Peter's Photon novels he had written under the pseudonym of David Peters.  He laughed when I showed it to him, but was more than happy to sign it.

We talked like old friends for a good while.  After about twenty minutes into the conversation, he asked me if I wanted to see something really cool.  I nodded and he pulled out some of JB's pages from West Coast Avengers.

Now this was at a point in my life where I did not know how the sausage was made, and was glad for it.  So I had no idea that JB was doing this book.  I had gotten really excited and was looking over the pages, practically drooling. Thank goodness they were copies.

I stopped, and looked at Peter and I said him with total concern:  "Promise me, please promise me that Al Milgrom will not have anything to do with the book here, I can't stand his work."

Peter kinda deflated at that, but just looked down and told me that no, Al was not involved.

I changed subjects then, figuring that they were friends or something and started talking to him about the things he had bought at the con.

A short while into this conversation, the fellow sitting next to Peter got up and walked off.  Peter tilted his head the fellow's way and said  quietly:  "That, that was Al."

I felt smaller than Ant-Man that day. Ugh.