Vox Day and Me (Part 7.1)
Something didn't look quite right about that last post, so I went into the deep archives, started digging, and found that I'd gotten some of the dates wrong. I was first approached by the minions of Byron Preiss in late 1987. Therefore, when they dropped that Fedex package on me in February of 1990, the second installment of the advance was not merely months late, but well over a year late. No wonder I was so cranky.
It's been said that journalism is the first draft of history. Similarly, blogging is the first draft of autobiography. What you are getting here are my experiences, but only to the best of my ability to remember them offhand. If I were writing this for publication I would certainly engage in more rigorous fact-checking before committing my thoughts to print. Please keep this in mind as you follow along.
And with that caveat established —
To be continued...