Some people say you shouldn’t meet your heroes. This might be true in some cases, but not if it’s Neil Gaiman. The talk he gave in Toronto was hilarious (if he could be any mythical creature, he’d be a gorgon, so if he got lonely he could just talk to his snakes-for-hair) and even as the signing stretched to almost two in the morning, he was incredibly, unbelievably kind, smiling and making small talk with each and every person.
I brought him a tin of tea that he at least acted as if he was genuinely pleased about, and told me he liked my homemade TARDIS dress. He was warm and funny and I am so grateful to have had opportunity to meet him. We may not have gotten home ‘til 4 in the morning, but it was worth it.
Plus, I sneezed during his talk and he said “Bless You” to me. It kind of made my night. And I was apparently the only Skottie Young fan there, which he congratulated me on when I was the only one clapping. (If you don’t know who he is, check him out, he’s illustrating Neil’s upcoming “Fortunately The Milk” which, judging from what he read of it, is going to be even more fantastic that I was anticipating, which is saying something.)
You may have to deal with me freaking out about this for quite a while now.
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