I was a blabbering idiot when I met my hero Neil Gaiman
One of the best parts about being a journalist is meeting your heros. Meeting famous people is pretty cool too, but that falls more into the novelty category. It’s the equivalent of making it into the Guinness Book of World Records, but for something you don’t care about.
However, the opportunity to meet one of those unattainable people you’ve always admired from a distance, now that’s something special. Unfortunately, the opportunity is perilous considering that you as a journalist are required to produce something readable from the encounter.
I’ve separated hero-meeting into two categories: Underwhelming and Overwhelming.
Underwhelming: Sometimes meeting a hero in real life is the most disappointing and deflating thing in the world. I hate it when this happens. For me, it’s only happened once, but I won’t say for who.
Overwhelming: Or sometimes the hero is everything you imagined them to be and more. This is overwhelming. And a starstruck journalist is the most ineffective and unprofessional thing in existance.
So pick your poison. And for all you non-journalists, remember that the most rewarding way to worship a hero is from a distance. Nobody has buggers from far away.
This post is either the definition of infinity or a sign that I need to turn off my computer and re-find a life. But look at this! Neil Gaiman linked to my article about him on his website, and I’m linking to his website to show the link back to my article. Don’t try to imagine it in your head, just click here:
PS. If you’re curious as to what it’s like to be a full-time rich and famous writer, then you should check out his blog while you’re in the neighborhood.
BOOKS + CHOCOLATE = HAPPINESS
My two favorite things in the entire world, together, at last! These chocolates are artifacts stolen from my interview with Neil Gaiman. It’s almost as cool as the “recreational pocket mirrors” given out when Racket Magazine (r.i.p.) was launched. Nay, cooler. Cuz, I don’t do drugs but I do eat chocolate. Can you find your favorite book?
Those two things aren’t related. Well, I’m the only connection between the two: I just arrived home from the first one and I interviewed the second one last week. I have so much to say on both counts but am too tired to say any of it. Instead, I offer you the link to my latest article for the Las Vegas Weekly. It’s about said author:
(PS. I didn’t take the photo, Derrick Taylor of Comic Oasis did. And it’s a drawing of “Death” from the Sandman, not a picture of the girl in the picture)