Since I first learned of comic conventions and cosplay, I’ve always wanted to take part, only I never had the courage to dress up and go–that is, until my mom was diagnosed with cancer. Her illness taught me that time is not promised, so don’t wait to do the things you love to do or want to do. That is why I cosplay. My first convention was Kokomo-Con 2014. My sister and I went as Mirkwood elves. This past Saturday we resurrected our costumes and attended the Indiana Comic Convention in Indy.
As always one of the highlights of the event was seeing the other people in costume. There were so many amazing costumes there on Saturday! Some of my favorites were the butterfly men from Venture Bros, Pimpin’ Bilbo Baggins from The Hobbit, and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles group. I also enjoyed taking pictures with various characters from Game of Thrones. The guy dressed as Ned Stark, in particular, took some awesome photos . . . mostly of us killing him with our props, but it was fun. My favorite cosplayers, by far, were the other Tolkien inspired characters. I must have encountered six other Tauriels and two other Thranduils, not to mention a female Gandalf who was surprisingly convincing. I got some great photos of us posed as a group. (See above.)
Mostly, I was impressed by the sense of community among cosplayers and those attending the group out of costume. Everyone was so positive, polite, and fun to hang out with. We made so many new friends on Saturday that I doubt we’ll ever attend a convention at which we don’t know anyone. It reminded me of the writer’s community . . . speaking of which . . . I was surprised that one of the downfalls of the event came from meeting a fellow writer. He seemed nice enough, but his editor shamed me publicly for publishing my novel independently, bragging on how they produced the book in just under two months. She discouraged me from attending such events, saying that customers wouldn’t take me seriously because of the stigma on Indie publishers. I left that encounter with a bad taste in my mouth.
But after leaving her booth and encountering pimpin’ Bilbo Baggins and several other cool cosplayers, I felt a lot better, and was reminded that one person’s opinion is only that, and I shouldn’t let it take away from my sense of accomplishment or from the fun I was having that day.
Overall, it was a good day and we greatly enjoyed it. We’ll definitely be doing this again, though probably not as Hobbit characters. I think I’ll be retiring the red wig and elf ears in exchange for a Game of Thrones inspired costume. We’ll see. If you’re interested in seeing more pictures of my cosplay, please check out my Cosplay Photo Diary here.