So that was a year.
Ho, Internet. It has been some time.
Let's reintroduce ourselves.
In the meantime, here's a few highlights from my scribbling last year, which was violently limited for a giant multiplicity of reasons people characterize as "work."
From the bottom, up.
I talked manners with the acidly funny Henry Alford.
Carl Richards scribbles on napkins about money.
An English giant lost his greatest fight.
We talked movies and much more with Robert Ebert.
Fellow former denizen of the Ozarks Daniel Woodrell earned a Kirkus Star from me.
My Greek amigo Dimitris and his pirate friends were thrilled I got to interview George Pelecanos.
I leaned the phrase "Sino-American Relations" and what it really means.
I interviewed my favorite writer. Review of his latest, Sacre Bleu is forthcoming, although he doesn't know that yet.
I read comic books. Lots and lots of comic books.
I quizzed the fantastic reporter Juliet Eilperin about fish. Fish with really big teeth.
There are robots. And then there are killer robots, as penned by Daniel Wilson.
I talked about the West with Stephen Harrigan, author of the classic Gates of the Alamo.
What better to get into with the creator of Artemis Fowl? Let's talk about killing people.
My other favorite author came out of the woodwork with a new GroVont book.
Brad Pitt? Moneyball? I got your real source for Moneyball right here.
This guy? Knew Sinatra. Blue Angel Met Kennedy and Giancana. Hung out with the Rat Pack. You couldn't make this up.
If I had known, I would have seriously paid more attention to *that trial.*
I work in the non-profit industry, helping people help each other. I could be dealing heroin and accomplish the same thing, as it turns out.
Or I could just peer pressure people into doing the right thing. Which would be cool, too.
The author of The House of Sand and Fog and I talked about beating people up. Mostly ourselves.
I made my pitch to reboot Shogun and Rainbow Six.
I quizzed the Usual Suspects about their plans for the year.
We learned the dangers of the "Virtual You."
We deconstructed Harlem.
And I interviewed one bad @#$@#$$$#.
Cross your fingers, boys and girls. It's a new year, after all. I'll make my wishes if you make yours.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
So that was a year.