While I was at Phoenix Comicon, at my signing table I occasionally sat next to Sam Sykes, author of the fantasy novel Tome of the Undergates, which will have its US debut this summer from Pyr Books. As so often happens, our back and forth quickly became a testosterone filled battle of one-up-manship, because that’s how we roll. I thought I had gotten the upper hand on Sam when I wiped my Cool Ranch Dorito-encrusted fingers on his shirt, just to establish my dominance, but then when I left to do a panel and came back, he had reversed my name card and done this to it:
And to pull in for a little detail:
(shakes fist) You win this round, Sam Sykes! But I will be waiting. Oh, yes.
What did I do with the defaced name card? Why, I used it, of course. Because my head, it does demand blood. Just so you know.