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October 14, 2005

introducing Cheryll

I have a close friend here in town who is a professional editor and writer, and was one of my beta readers for Tied to the Tracks, which means I trust her instincts and value her opinion. Beyond the scribbling connection, Cheryll and I have other interests in common, from dogs, kids, cooking and gardening (she keeps a weblog called dig it) to reading. Cheryll is one of the women I ambushed into reading the entire Niccolo Rising series with me, and now she's busily spreading the Dunnett word.

Cheryll and I have had many discussions about the relationship between writers and editors of various kinds, sometimes as a result of something I've posted here about my own experiences. I thought it would be interesting if she came by to present her thoughts on the issues I've raised. I would guess we'll get into some debate, because that's what Cheryll and I do, and at least part of the reason we get along so well. I expect also that you might have questions for her, which you'll be able to post and she'll answer as time permits. So look for her post sometime this weekend or early next week.

I still love Steve Almond

Way back in November of 2003 I made a public declaration of love for Steve Almond. Okay, so he has a girlfriend and I'm happily married and if he's thirty or younger, he could be my kid, but I still like the guy, a lot.

Then I read Candy Freak, and my affection for the guy doubled. Because like is drawn to like, and Steve has a case of the special edition dark chocolate Kit Kats hidden away in a secret location. I will admit that I went to every gas station in a five mile radius trying to find the even more elusive mint Kit Kat, so I could buy out the entire stock -- but without success. And in case you're think we are just sugar addicts, there's a lot more going on here. Read the book, you'll start to understand.

Then something odd happened. You know how you may have a cousin or good friend from growing up that you somehow lose track of? I lost track of Steve's website for a while, but I don't think that will happen again. Not after The blogger who loathed me, an essay he wrote for Salon. I tried to make some of the same points when I decided it wasn't worth my time to read The Elegant Variation, but he does a much better job.