Comic-Con International 2019 was seven weekends ago and I feel like parts of me still haven't fully recovered. I had a wonderful, wonderful time there but it was the most exhausting thing I've ever done. I don't mean the most exhausting convention. I mean the most exhausting anything. Comic-Con is always tiring but not like this.
Why more than usual? Well, I was a year older than the last time I did one of those. That was a factor. Also, in addition to the long list of panels I usually host, I committed to a whole batch of interviews, some of which required hiking over to nearby hotels. Most of 'em were because it was the fiftieth San Diego Comic-Con and I was one of a handful of folks who'd been to every last one of them. I probably said yes to too many things and this is kind of a note to self not to do that again. (The panels weren't the problem. It was the other things.)
Still, it was a Good Tired. I just have to remember that I'm a finite resource and that one shouldn't think of a four-day convention as a four-day convention. It's more like three days of prep, then the con, then X days of recovery…and sometimes, X is a lot longer than you expect. I don't know how people who do a couple cons per month can do it. My next scheduled one is WonderCon in Anaheim, which is April 10–12 of 2020. April 10 is 215 days from now and I hope to be fully recovered by then.