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The Collective gals got into the blogging game because of our burning desire to attend San Diego Comic-Con and coexist IRL with other nerds. If you’ve read the 2-part “Great Comic-Con Disappointment”, you’ll know that we haven’t gotten tickets, well, ever. Still, our adversity created this amazing blog and, as we grumbled much of the summer 2013 (and well into 2014), the fire continued to burn. Over the years, the Collective bloggers spent most of our time at literary conventions (we’re nerds, yes), but the need to connect with fandom is a very real and burning desire. We know finding the perfect, attainable event can become a challenge. Fan conventions are usually sold out a year in advance, which means scoping out the scene well in advance. We attended our first official fan con as a blog team in November 2013, mulling over the $85 single day ticket price for the Burbank Supernatural Convention, for about 15 seconds, before fully committing to cosplay, photo-ops and autograph sessions that turned out to be AMAZING.

My advice? As soon as you hear about a con, Google it. Look it up. Do your research. Find out how much the tickets are, when they usually go on sale and what kind of crowd your particular fan con draws. Then, start buying stuff. A entry ticket here, a photo-op there. Spread out the cost of the items you want to enjoy at the fan con over time, and it won’t hurt as much. Next, check out the list below. It contains my top 5 picks for California fan conventions in 2014. Tell me your favorites in the comments below.

xoxo The Collective Diva

With all the “Dick” jokes we get during S7, it is refreshing to get a dose of girl power and with that, a character that isn’t trying to sex up one of our boys. Instead, Charlie Bradbury reflects some of the cooler women of the Supernatural fandom. We’re not all like Becky, Moose! In this episode, we meet Charlie, and with her hacker skills, video game/role playing obsessions, Lord of the Rings references, and a quick wit that keeps even Dean Winchester guessing, I was smitten with her as soon as she started snooping through her boss’ (Dick Roman, king Leviathan) files, after consulting the Hermione Granger bobble head for advice, or course.

Felicia Day as Charlie Bradbury.
Felicia Day as Charlie Bradbury, Defender of All Things Good.

I am wary of sloppy seconds. Second albums by a great one-hit wonder, second films in a trilogy, and the second child of a good series, the spin-off television show.  The 1990’s brought us the kick ass teen drama Beverly Hills 90210, which then morphed into the ugly step children Melrose Place and Models Inc. Now, let me make clear I am not talking about the rebooting of an “old” television show, for example, the 2005 revisioning of Doctor Who. That is another beast entirely. I’m talking about two entirely new series springing from a show such as Doctor Who–i.e. the creation of Torchwood and The Sarah Jane Adventures at the BBC as side stories to the companions of the Doctor in the Whoniverse (although, I would love to see Moffat write a River Song spin off). A spin off means new characters, new audiences and story lines that may have similar themes to our old favorites but that are filtered through (often times) new writers, producers and actors. While I enjoy the Doctor Who spin offs, to an extent, Torchwood is much darker and a tad sexy (I totally ship Jack/Ianto), and therefore I can’t sit around and watch it with, say, my 10-year old daughter as I would DW. On the other hand, The Sarah Jane Adventures was made for a younger audience and, except the few episodes that feature The Doctor, don’t particularly interest me.

As if I needed another reason to hate all the people who went to Comic Con 2013 instead of me, I was devastated/thrilled to hear that Chuck Palahniuk, author of Fight Club, will be writing a sequel to his bestseller. In graphic novel format.

Whoa, whoa, WHOA.

Upon reading this news, my brain threw its (non-literal) hands in the air, slammed the front door, drove away, and has spent the last 6 weeks at a yoga retreat in Sonoma. In other words, I’m having a hard time processing that my favorite book of the twentieth century is going to have a fucking sequel.

I am Jack’s sense of obliviousness.

I know I’m breaking the first rule, but let’s talk about how frickin amazing this book was and how ballsy Palahniuk is to be writing a sequel. AS A GRAPHIC NOVEL.

3 reasons why Fight Club kicks ass:

1. Tyler Durden/the narrator kick ass (sometimes literally).

2. It discusses a late twentieth century post modern view of masculinity and the expectations for men in a modern world.

3. Palahniuk gives a giant middle finger to societal and literary expectations by creating an antisocial, combative, mentally ill main character that is nevertheless likable.

In Season 8, episode 6, “A Little Reflection,” we see Dexter and the cast preparing for the future, which audiences know is pointless, because the show’s about to end. So, Dexter has a potential killer to stalk, the handsome, rich and equally creepy, Zach Hamilton. Zach is guilty of murder and both Dexter and Quinn know it. This unlikely pair are working toward the same goal–finding hard evidence that Zach is a murderer. It starts to get weird when we find out that Zach is seeing Dr. Vogel, and even weirder when it is revealed that Vogel wants Dexter to mentor Zach ala Harry’s Code. Seems like a big conflict of interests, but the good doctor doesn’t seem too concerned.

Zach sees the blood as art.