Neil Gaiman is a rock star.
No. Really. He is. And deservedly so.
As I helped Terry Brooks wrap up an autographing session at the San Diego Comic Con that took two hours instead of the alotted one, Neil strolled in through the back entrance of the Autographing Hall surrounded by an entourage of movie studio publicsts, drivers, bouncers and handlers. It was an impressive sight for one of the most gracious, smart and humble authors I know.
I wonder what he thinks about it sometimes.
He strolled up to the table where five or six chairs were set up. On the other side of the table a long, snaking line of his adoring fans waited to meet him and have stuff signed. The people in line had been waiting patiently for more than an hour; they were the lucky winners of a lottery held earlier in the day that I, sadly, was not a winner in.
Thousands of people, like me, had their day crushed just after breakfast.
Neil, Henry Selick (director), Teri Hatcher (voice lending actress) and several others quickly joined the master writer in support of the BluRay release of the movie Coraline, my favorite animated movie this year thus far. Flashes from cameras erupted from the fans when the cast sat down and they were soon signing press packets featuring the DVD. Neil also signed other items, curious about where people lived, what they enjoyed most about Comic Con and any other bevy of questions to make the fans feel comfortable in his presence.
After all, he is bigger than Elvis.
Or hadn’t you heard?
I wish I could have gotten my Whatever Happened To The Caped Crusader? comic book set signed by Neil. I am green as the Hulk with envy for those people who were in line!
I guess it will have to wait for another time!
Let the rock star tour again!
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