The last of the “5 Elements” posts will go up on Thursday. The last two weeks have been cascading travel and conventions, and I just haven’t had the time to sort my thoughts for the final post on Passion. Those who are actually reading them, thank you for your continued patience.

It’s been wild this month, though I think that’s the nature of October around these parts. Some thoughts to share, roughly in chronological order.

Geek Girl Con was, without doubt, an unqualified success, and I look forward to GCC2 next year, as soon as it’s announced. I will be there, if not as a guest, as an attendee. While the show suffered from first-year bumps, they were so very minor as to be almost inconsequential. From my side of the table – shared graciously by Neal Bailey – just the sheer number of people who came, and the number of kids who were on the floor, made the point. I rarely get the opportunity to attend panels that I’m not on myself, but going to the Women of BioWare panel was really a high point; I love the work BioWare puts out, and hearing even just a little about how the company works, and the perspectives of the panelists, was worth the price of admission. Big bonus for getting to meet so many people that I’ve met only via Twitter, and reconnecting with people I rarely get to see in person.

One of the most extraordinary things about the show, for me, was its atmosphere. A contrasted with the hungry – almost desperate – feel of the floor at NYCC this past weekend, GGC felt practically like a family gathering, and I suppose, in a way, it was just that. The fact is, women remain under-represented and poorly served in so many realms of geek culture; having a convention that speaks to that lack, that attempts to address it, is more than a worthy goal; it may well be a holy one. I was glad to attend, I was honored to be a guest, and I am sincerely proud to have attended.

New York ComicCon was another beast entirely. San Diego level crowds, and an honestly ghastly venue (the Javits Center was described to me by one artist in attendance as a “glorious monument to 80’s mob-controlled construction”), calling it a zoo doesn’t begin to cover it. As with other shows, the best thing about NYCC this past weekend was the opportunity to connect with so many fans that I’d otherwise never had a chance to meet. Given the difficulties just navigating the floor, I was sincerely amazed by how friendly and happy folks were. Missed the opportunity to sit on the Spider-Man panel on Friday due to other commitments, but even given, the response to Stumptown, Lady Sabre, and The Punisher was heartening.

This is why I do conventions, despite the fact that the older I get, the less I enjoy them, in the main. This is the unifying factor. Writers work in a vacuum for the most part, and when we let in air via the Internet alone, it’s not necessarily the cleanest we can breathe. But meeting people face-to-face, getting the chance to talk to readers, that’s the biggest delight.

To put it another way, you guys are awesome.

Thank you.

Hold fast!