I have the coolest friends...
Amongst my friends are a novelist, a newspaper editor, several actors, several musicians and two spies. The ultimate in cool friends, though, is my friend Joanna King, who writes science fiction books, but also has written some EROTIC science fiction books.
I met Joanna when we were 14, at asthma camp. We corresponded for a couple of years, then lost touch. I remember getting large, bulging envelopes in the mail from Joanna, filled with all sorts of random things. It was as if she unloaded her junk drawer into an envelope and then would write long paragraphs justifying the inclusion of each item. She was terribly funny and terrifically interesting.
Fast forward a few years to me, dicking around on the internet at my sucky insurance job (Do my day jobs really suck or is it just my perception of them? It's the whole tree in the forest thing -- if a job existed and I didn't work at it, would it still suck? Probably not...). I have a hobby of looking up people whose names I remember from my past and reconnecting with them. It's because I hate doing jobs that I am paid to do, and I really feel the companies I work for would feel so much better if they only paid ALL of their employees to pursue their outside interests on company time!
So, I looked up Joanna. And damned if she didn't have a website. And damned if the picture on the website didn't look exactly like her when she was 14. So I emailed. She emailed back. She came to Chicago for a book conference and we had pizza and laughed. We send emails back and forth now, though, instead of envelopes of sundries. I can't wait to read her new book. You should check it out:
www.joannaking.com
I met Joanna when we were 14, at asthma camp. We corresponded for a couple of years, then lost touch. I remember getting large, bulging envelopes in the mail from Joanna, filled with all sorts of random things. It was as if she unloaded her junk drawer into an envelope and then would write long paragraphs justifying the inclusion of each item. She was terribly funny and terrifically interesting.
Fast forward a few years to me, dicking around on the internet at my sucky insurance job (Do my day jobs really suck or is it just my perception of them? It's the whole tree in the forest thing -- if a job existed and I didn't work at it, would it still suck? Probably not...). I have a hobby of looking up people whose names I remember from my past and reconnecting with them. It's because I hate doing jobs that I am paid to do, and I really feel the companies I work for would feel so much better if they only paid ALL of their employees to pursue their outside interests on company time!
So, I looked up Joanna. And damned if she didn't have a website. And damned if the picture on the website didn't look exactly like her when she was 14. So I emailed. She emailed back. She came to Chicago for a book conference and we had pizza and laughed. We send emails back and forth now, though, instead of envelopes of sundries. I can't wait to read her new book. You should check it out:
www.joannaking.com
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