I love the way that almost all her fiction has some kind of link to the other books. Suzi Austin shows up in A Severed Wasp, for example.
Somewhere I read a chart of which characters show up in each others' books, even as a "cameo," and it's impressive how much crossover there is.
L'Engle wrote me a letter once. A monk friend of my mother's sent her a poem I wrote. Apparently. Now that I say it out loud, it all sounds rather implausible.
A college friend of mine wrote back and forth with Piers Anthony but I've heard he had hundreds of pen pals.
Kin Platt, author of my favorite and as yet unrepurchased YA novel Sinbad and Me, was tracked down (published info only) by an old boyfriend who wanted to surprise me with a copy...couldn't find any and figured the author might have a clue where to look. Platt threatened to call the police. That guy was cranky .
I mentioned Sinbad and Me here a couple of years ago and got shared love, which is validating. Still no copy on my shelf though.
Is still sad and possessing of a vague sense of incompletion.
I'm a huge fan of Sinbad and me. I'd love to read it again, as well as its sequels (which are even more rare).
It's beginning to feel like the Holy Grail...
There are sequels to Sinbad and me? That book turned me on to architecture.
There are sequels to Sinbad and me? That book turned me on to architecture.
I only read
The Mystery of the Witch Who Wouldn't.
But I think there's another one after that.
That book turned me on to architecture.
Me too!
And codes and cyphers...far before I knew how to pronounce sighfers.
And gold dubloons.
And a kid in a wheelchair being smart and cool.
It's astonishing how much I remember from that book, nearly 40 years later.