Chester Brown lives the dream. . . . [W]ith the publication of his graphic novel, Louis Riel, he not only has a hit, but also the accolades of the industry.

Many of the participants found themselves among kindred souls who shared their interests.

The women's game isn't blighted with nearly as much preening, posing or all-round prickery.

Have you any theory about this occurrence to-night? She watched him eagerly as she asked the question. He made a gesture of bafflement. None whatever—it's beyond me, he confessed.