And I found myself in conversation elsewhere with a very nice woman called Ayelet Waldman, who writes mysteries, and we were chatting away and it turns out she's married to MICHAEL CHABON!
Chabon's a pretty nice guy himself. I used to manage a bookstore, and I worked the release party for Wonder Boys. Later, the day after he won the pulitzer, I interviewed him about Joey Ramone dying (he was pleased at that point to talk about ANYTHING other than the Pulitzer. :)
Nutty... it actually predates
official archives
by quite a bit. That is, if it's what you're talking about here.
Later, the day after he won the pulitzer, I interviewed him about Joey Ramone dying.
Oh cripes, Victor, don't tell me things like that. I already have to avoid Ayelet because I worship her husband's work. Tell me he's an old punk dude and things get actively painful.
I wouldn't call him an old punk. He's more a gentle sort of young writer-type, but his quote on the subject was, "I loved the Ramones. . . . I was a very picked-on kid in high school, and then I went to see Rock ‘N’ Roll High School . . . and found the courage to be strange and objectionable."
It made me happy. Met his wife once or twice--back when I was the long-haired guy at the bookstore. Seemed nice enough, but I don't think we ever spoke.
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The latest in Brat Queen's "Epiphany" series. I think I want to have Brat Queen's babies.
I had a dream where John Crichton somehow managed to be on Picard's Enterprise. It was a really cool detailed dream, with plausible characterization and a way to fit the whole thing into canon. Apparently I dream of fandom, which might be slightly disturbing.
It was so cool I think I'll write it.
SA, that would be a very meta fic, especially since John's always making snarky Star Trek references. "I'm not Kirk, Spock, Buck, Flash, or Arthur Frelling Dent. I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas, and I just want to go home."
But I'd love to see it if you can make it work.
Or, Crichton waking up on a strange ship, realizing *what* strange ship, and realizing that his life can, in fact get weirder.
Wait, wait.
Crichton, writing as Crichton, told first person by Crichton, waking up on the starship Enterprise and writing about it?
I think my head just exploded. That's bloody wondrous.