March 17, 2002
I met Stephen R.
I met Stephen R. Donaldson's son today. This guy was one of my favorite authors for many years, while I was reading the White Gold Wielder books, and more intensely, the mirror books "A Man Rides Through It" and "The Mirror Of Her Dreams" - I also really liked "Daughter Of Regals", his book of short stories.Anyway, I was at Powell's here in Portland, and I was browsing the fantasy shelves, and I overheard this guy - probably in his late teens or early twenties - talking about his dad writing all these books and pointing out the ultra-thick hardcover "Mirror Of Her Dreams" book. A minute later, his friend (guest?) remarked how big it was, and since I was right next to them I said, "it's a good book!"
So the son looks at me and says, "My DAD wrote it!" I thought he had already known I had overheard so I said, rather reactionless, "Yes, I know. I overheard."
He just looked sort of crestfallen. I felt bad. So I immediately said, "That's really cool!" and he said paused and said "Thanks!" in a subdued voice. Then they moved on.
That was all it was. Nothing big. Peter gave me shit about taking the
guy down a couple of pegs. Which wasn't my intention and probably
didn't happen anyway. But it was funny. And really, it was cool that
he was so proud of his dad. And the mirror books really are good.
Posted by Curt at March 17, 2002 01:06 AM