Just Kristin

It seems that this year — the first year in ages that I haven’t attended — Comi­Con is a huge Neil Gaiman-fest, with even the lovely Maddy in atten­dance. I am sad to have missed so much of him, as I am a huge fan. How­ever, my desire was never really to be — from his van­tage point — a “huge fan”, but rather to have some­how had the luck of becom­ing a real acquain­tance or even friend. This is not to say that I have a mis­guided, stalk­erly goal. I wouldn’t ever really insin­u­ate myself any­where I was unwel­come. Rather, it is proof that my heart is capa­ble of mis­di­rected — if intense — emo­tion. Grow up, you say? I’m trying…