Yesterday I got "The International Book of Days," a book I ordered. As I held it in my hands and leafed through it a bit, I experienced both joy and sorrow.
Joy, because I played a part in causing this book to happen. My name is on the title page, as a contributor. My name is mentioned in the preface. As a writer, it is a thrill to see my name in a book, to know my work is being read.
Sorrow, because the editor of the book, a good friend, Steve Christianson, passed away in January. I am sad because I had expected to share this joy with him, and to have the opportunity to thank him again for the giving me the chance to work with him on the book. He was willing to take a chance on a writer whose only credentials he had seen to that point was some posts on the Internet. That writer is grateful.
I hope he knew that.
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I miss him. :(
As do I. [[]]
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