Okay, Bart R. Leib is making all of us guys look bad, and he must be stopped. I met him over the weekend, when he stopped by our vendor’s table, and became intrigued with the funky covers of my publisher’s wares (an independent literary press in Canada called Crossing Chaos.) Then he spotted MARVELLOUS HAIRY, and he seemed even more intrigued. In fact, he read the blurb and said:
“I’m intrigued.”
We chatted for a while, and I may be having a black out (not the only WorldCon-related memory short-circuit) but I think he failed to mention that he is the editor of Crossed Genres, a very cool (and twisted) SF-Fantasy mag.
But I digress, I was speaking about how he’s making all of us guys look bad. Well, you have to go read it for yourself, but he created an epic scavenger hunt for his wife to follow on her birthday, and I was quite honored to have Marvellous Hairy included in the mix, when he had me inscribe: “To Kay. Your next clue is ”˜Y’. Happy birthday!”
You can read all about it at the Crossed Genres blog. Then perhaps you can think of other ways to intrigue him. (I imagine painful twisting might work, or perhaps a simple mass drubbing by all the other shown up husbands out there.)
Seriously, though, it was very cool to be included, and Kay obviously enjoyed it.
More WorldCon to come.
I’ve gotten some verbal drubbings from a number of places. Also, Kay pointed out that I am now “an internationally acknowledged lover” (her words). There’s worse things, I suppose. 😉
I feel a bit like Apu in that Valentine’s Day episode of “The Simpsons”. And I’m expecting nets and tasers any time now.
Neat story, I enjoyed her post.
Amazing that she could read your clue. I hear your handwriting is a mystery too!
Ah, it’s amazing what a five-alarm hangover and filthy lucre will do for one’s scrawl.