On my First:
I recall with remarkable clarity the day the Fed-Ex truck arrived bearing several cardboard cartons for me. Each had the word Druids stenciled on the side. Some 15 years had passed since Barb Galler-Smith and I began the process which ultimately became the Druids trilogy, and this was the moment when the reality of it actually hit me -- like a linebacker on steroids with a score to settle. I'd sold short stories to magazines and anthologies, but this was the first time I'd ever seen my name on the front cover of a book. A real, live, honest-to-Gawd NOVEL! So, how did I celebrate? How did I show the world I'd overcome all the silly slings and arrows and petty crap that usually deep-sixes a nascent writing career? I wept.