Sunday. I made it.

Yesterday I had my first wave of Comic Con fatigue. It hit me hard, just before I left the hotel room (all I wanted to do was hide under the covers), and then every now and then throughout the day I was like, “Meep! Meep! Too many people!”

I’m not great with crowds. Which doesn’t mean that Comic Con is my personal hell. Just that I need to take a couple deep breaths before throwing myself into the fray.

The Northstar panel was great, though — maybe my favorite so far. Loved the other panelists,...