Another scattered, incoherent post coming up here. I suppose it reflects my state of mind this week.
Random: Good news for CLAMP fans, I read here earlier that William Flanagan, who translates xxxHolic and Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle for Del Rey is in negotiations to translate Mangettes for Dark Horse. You know what a big fan of his xxxHolic translations I am (he also translates Mushishi, which I love as well), so I was pleased to hear he may be working on more CLAMP!
In unrelated news, I just want to point gleefully at another Banana Fish convert! :D
NYAF: Next week is approaching more rapidly than I realized, and suddenly I’m in a flurry of preparation for NYAF. I lived in New York City for a very long time, so it’s always nice for me to go back, because it means I can meet up with friends I haven’t seen for a while. So when I realized the NYAF dates were approaching, I e-mailed a few people, telling them why and when I was going to be in town, and assuring them I’d have lots of free time in-between panels and such to meet them for lunch, dinner, whatever. And then I made myself a schedule. Heh. Um. Maybe breakfast?
Granted, it’s tentative, at least two of the things I’m interested in are at the same time, and chances are, I’ll get there and decide not to attend half of them anyway, but still. Not much room for a social life, especially since I’ll be wanting to spend a little time in the dealer hall, and lots of time at artist alley, which will eat up a lot of whatever free time I make for myself. The yellow items are the ones I can’t bear to miss, and those aren’t so many, which is good I suppose. But the truth is, I love panels. I’m a panel person. I love listening to people talk about things that are meaningful to them, and joining in when discussion is appropriate. I tend to be a loner at cons, even when I’m there with other people (which will not be the case at NYAF), and I’m not exactly sure how to explain why I like it that way, but I do. I suppose it’s a selfish thing really, keeping myself free to do whatever I want, whenever I want. A throwback to my old single life, perhaps. In any case, there I’ll be, getting very well acquainted with room 1A24, from the looks of it.
The only con I’ve ever routinely attended at the Javits center is Macworld, back in the day. It will be nice to return, though much less convenient than it used to be, when I could just walk there from my apartment. If any of my old neighborhood folks are reading this, I’m thinking the Westway Diner is the best candidate for those elusive breakfast/lunch/dinner/whatevers. Just like old times, hey?
This entry needs to be put out of its misery, so. Yeah. Later.