The Smell Of Giddiness
* Neil Gaiman linked to a blog post I wrote. Now all I've got left on the list is 1) Snort the ashes of silver age comic books with Grant Morrison, 2) Watch Warren Ellis feed the horde of fetish-masked Internet minions he keeps in his basement, and 3) Invoke the wrath of Alan Moore.
I'd like to be cooler about this — more like, "Yo, Neil. 'Sup?" — but that's clearly not going to happen. It's a problem I have. I've interviewed billionaires, gang-bangers, murderers and Neo-Nazis. I've been within restraining-order distance of many celebs. None of that caused my heart rate to go above 60 BPM. And yet, I piddle myself like an overexcited puppy when it comes to people whose work has had an impact on my life. (Seriously, I'm still embarrassed about how fanboy I went when I got to talk about "The Great Darkness Saga" with Paul Levitz.)
Fortunately, the people I have met — Charlie Huston, David Mamet, Beau Smith, Mark Waid and some others — have all been very gracious about my hopping around them like a labrador about to go for a walk.
* Speaking of friends and well-wishers, my very funny friend Mayrav has a new column up.
* Amazon now gives authors BookScan sales info. Because we didn't spend enough time constantly checking our sales rank before.
* Dirk Gently coming to TV. Hopefully, we won't have to wait too long for this to migrate to the U.S.
* Randy Michaels, the former CEO of Tribune Co. who resigned after complaints of creating a frat-house atmosphere at the L.A. Times' parent company (and not, we repeat, not for his gruesome incompetence), wiped his hard drive on his way out the door. Thoughtful of him.
* Robert McCammon's The Wolf's Hour, which obviously had a very big influence on me and the genesis of Blood Oath, is now available in a special illustrated edition.
* Oh, and for those looking for the regular dose of nerd content: THUNDER Agents. It's awesome. You should read it.
