What am I doing in these hallowed pages, right? I mean, by my reckoning, it’s been about forever since I’ve been in the NYT. Thinking . . . 2003, maybe? All the Beautiful Sinners. And that may have just been an ad that Rugged Land bought—I’ve got it stashed away somewhere—so it doesn’t really even count.
Anyway, nice to be in Terrence Rafferty’s “Roundup of New Horror,” all kind of branching off Richard Matheson’s stuff. Will read through it again, but I think I know nearly everybody in that roundup, except King and Bulkin.