I’d like to add something to this, but I’m too busy fangirling.
I made my first professional appearance at Millennicon this weekend. In between panels, walking through the halls, I happened to glance at the name tag of a passing man. I did a doubletake, then caught my First Reader, who was serving as my escort, and brought him back to where the gentleman was now standing looking at the table of bookmarks and promotional goodies. It was Christopher Stasheff, who I knew was my First Reader’s favorite fantasy author, and neither of us had any idea he would be at the convention. Nor, as it turns out, had the concom; he had decided to attend with his son on the spur of the moment. We chatted briefly, and after I got home and was talking online about meeting this living legend, I came up with the idea of asking him for an interview.
You see, while we were chatting that first…
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