Despite a truly hideous day filled with staph infection and a crazy project at the day job, I managed to sneak off and see Neil Gaiman read from the Graveyard Book up in Boulder.
It's odd seeing the physical manifestation of a voice that I've come to know through reading his books and following his blog on a daily basis. Odd mostly in that there are no real surprises. Except for the black leather jacket, which really shouldn't have been a surprise anyway.
And when he told me that Denver would get to hear the second half of a chapter out of the middle of the book, I felt a little blossom of disappointment, but Neil took care of that very quickly. It was phenomenal, even if I did have to spend the whole time closing my deal on the blackberry.
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