I never thought I’d come face to face with Robert Heinlein again—after all, SFWA’s first Grand Master passed away in 1988—but thanks to an old liquor ad and another envelope collage from , I did.

I don’t know what the U.S. Postal Service thought about it, but I loved it. (However, I’m not the one who had to decipher the address.)

Click on the image at right to see more clearly what Paul felt I felt about the encounter.

Maybe if I start hitting that Kinsey Blended Whiskey, I’ll get a chance to see Heinlein a little more often …

The Horror Writers Association has just sent me this nifty certificate to prove that I haven’t been fantasizing and “Almost the Last Story by Almost the Last Man” actually is a finalist in the Long Fiction category.

It’s my third such certificate, as I was also nominated for my previous stories “A Plague on Both Your Houses” and “The Last Supper,” but making it this far is just as exciting as ever.

As to whether I’ll be the one lucky enough to end up with the trophy, that will be determined on March 29 at the World Horror Convention in Salt Lake City.

I hope to see you there!

After five seasons, The Wire has just come to a stunning end, and the only way that seems proper to say farewell is with the Baltimore version of Good Night, Moon, as spoken to and with a child at the end of a recent episode by Sonja Sohn’s character, Detective Shakima “Kima” Greggs:

Good night, moon. Good night, popos. Good night, fiends. Good night, hoppers. Good night, hustlers. Good night, scammers. Good night to everybody. Good night to one and all.

It’s too early for spoilers, so let me just say that the final episode was a tense ride, and I did get teary at times. But that’s all I’ll put out there for now.

Let the mourning begin.

I just received my schedule for this year’s World Horror Convention in Salt Lake City. Here’s a list of where and when you’ll be able to find me pontificating. I’ll probably also be doing a reading, but that track won’t be announced for awhile.

Thursday, March 27
10:00-10:50 pm
Why editors reject a story
What basic things does a writer need to know to keep from being rejected on the first page?
(with R. J. Cavender, Don D’Auria, Norman Prentiss, Larry Roberts, and Scott Standridg)

Friday, March 28
1:00-1:50 pm
The art of writing poetry
(with Linda Addison, Stephen M. Wilson, JoSelle Vanderhooft, Marge Simon, and Michael R. Collings)

Sunday, March 30
10:00-10:50 am
Censorship of Horror
Should writers care about what others think about their work beyond their publisher and fans? How can you address concerns of schools and libraries and still keep your personal integrity?
(with Rocky Wood, David Bell, and Michael Shea)

You’ll also be able to track me down at Saturday night’s Stoker Awards banquet, at which I’ll learn whether I’m a three-time loser or a one-time winner!

For our last look at Dr. J. Berg Esenwein’s 1908 book Writing the Short-Story: A Practical Handbook on the Rise, Structure, Writing and Sale of the Modern Short-Story, let’s see what he has to say about how it all should begin.

This is what he advised a century ago:

In opening your story:

Don’t be pert.

Don’t be lengthy.

Don’t be general.

Don’t be garrulous.

Don’t be roundabout.

Don’t describe when you can suggest.

Don’t be heavy, pompous, or too serious.

Don’t tell the reader what he can imagine.

Don’t be content with a commonplace opening.

Don’t think that sincere simplicity is commonplace.

Don’t let the introduction weight down or overshadow the story.

Don’t strike one note in the introduction and another in the body of the story.

Don’t touch anything which is not a live wire leading direct to the real centre of the story.

Thanks to ¡Journalista! The Comics Journal Weblog, I’ve been clued into Hey Oscar Wilde! It’s Clobberin’ Time!!!, a site that’s been around since 1998. I don’t know how I’ve missed it. It’s a gallery of various artists’ interpretations of their favorite literary figures, authors, and characters.

There are many Draculas here, as well as many characters from the works of Jules Verne, which is to be expected, but some of the more interesting and unexpected images are Bill Sienkiewicz on Dr. Seuss, Howard Chaykin on Philip Roth’s Nathan Zuckerman, and John Snyder’s take on Robert Heinlein. But there are many more, and this site is well worth checking out.

One of my favorite images is this portrait of Samuel R. Delany by Mark Badger.

If you’ve ever wanted to see award-winning author John Kessel blown away, I just noticed that you’ll have two opportunities over the next 24 hours.

The Independent Film Channel will be showing the movie The Delicate Art of the Rifle at 6:55 p.m. this evening and at 3:30 a.m. Thursday morning. Kessel plays a professor killed by a Charles Whitman-like sniper.

I’ve never seen this film before, but I’ve heard of it, and I’m setting the DVR now on anticipation of what will surely be an Oscar-caliber performance!

After I accepted a recent offer from The New Yorker to be e-mailed a new cartoon each day, I was also sent this personalized cartoon by Leo Cullum as a bonus.

I have no idea what the original caption said before it was altered, but its current sentiment seems to make a whole lot of sense. Don’t you agree?

Well, it does to me, anyway!

The Stranger reports what it considers to be “the New York Times best-seller list of stolen books” as part of an article written by someone who’s worked at an independent bookstore for eight years. I believe they only bring in the Times metaphorically, though, and that the list is only anecdotal.

The “authoritative top five” supposedly are:

1. Charles Bukowski
2. Jim Thompson
3. Philip K. Dick
4. William S. Burroughs
5. Any Graphic Novel

I’d always heard that the Bible topped any such list, but that might be apocryphal.

I was contacted last week by a reporter for Back Issue magazine. He wanted to interview me about an obscure short feature I wrote starring the X-Men character the Angel when I worked for Marvel Comics in the ’70s. In addition to picking my brain about the creation of that story, which appeared way back in Marvel Treasury Edition #27, he was hoping I might still have my written Marvel-style plot or some of the original artwork. It turned out that I had neither of those, but during my search through the dusty Edelman archives, I did find two other bits of Marvel memorabilia which took me way back—ID cards which marked two very important stages in my life.

The first was my membership card in the Merry Marvel Marching Society, the fan club created by Stan Lee back when I was nine years old. I can still remember packing my pennies, nickels, and dimes into an empty Junior Mints box and then taping it shut before sealing it inside a envelope. I’m amazed that my lumpy, jingling package made it through the mail all the way to Madison Avenue.

Weeks later, after I received my kit of Marvel paraphernalia, I carried that MMMS card wherever I went. My membership number was 3656, and I memorized the Merry Marvel Pledge that was printed on the back. (more…)