In the thirty-eighth anniversary of the first manned moon landing, just as the wild celebrations of Robert A. Heinlein’s centennial were beginning to quiet down, I found myself sitting on a sidewalk in New York City, awaiting the release of J.K. Rowling’s seventh Harry Potter novel. I was there for two reasons: one because I’m a mother who wanted to see the book reach the waiting hands of her thirteen-year-old as close to the stroke of midnight as possible, the other because I’m a fiction editor who had to witness first hand this astonishing reception for a book. View table of contents...

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Gendral Sulamani

firsthand accounts are always the best! (i meant for wut u rote-)
:)

Posted: Feb 9, 2008

Author Comment:

ah, sure. but i didn't write it. just linked to it.

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