My pulse pounds a little quicker every July. It's a sea of people anchored by corporate branding as far as the eye can see There is only one Comic Con. After three years of attending small press expos, zine fests and local comic conventions, I can quite confidently declare there’s nothing else like SDCC. And while there are many downsides, like the difficulty in securing tickets (it’s almost as tough as a Taylor Swift concert), the unfortunate incursion by Hollywood (to the p

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After 47 years, I’m returning to the USS Enterprise. I do love Star Trek. It’s been a formative influence since I was a child. The show...

How do you make sense of your life when other people are listening? One of the fun/exciting/deeply challenging parts of being a...