Standing in the aisle at Barnes & Noble, brandy-new copy of "New Worlds" in my hands, a young fella was down the aisle complaining loudly that he'd read like 90% of what was on that shelf, and nothing was jumping out at him tonight. his family left him standing there. i couldn't help myself, so i wandered over and pointed to my book. total stranger this kid is, and i said, "Ever read any of his work?" Shakes his head and looks at the cover. "Come with me," I asked and I pointed to the Mike section of the shelves. "You never heard of Elric then?"
"No." But he's curious.
"Any interest in a tall albino with an even taller, demonic sword dragging him into trouble?"
"Yeah," he says, but then..."Is it like Drizzt?"
"I don't know. I've never read any of that" I confessed, and then he proceeded to rave about Salvatore and someone named Zahn that i really need to check out.
So I'm heading out the aisle and said once more, "Get into Mike Moorcock. You'll be hooked for life," and he seemed okay with that.
anyway. i thought it was kind of neat.
"No." But he's curious.
"Any interest in a tall albino with an even taller, demonic sword dragging him into trouble?"
"Yeah," he says, but then..."Is it like Drizzt?"
"I don't know. I've never read any of that" I confessed, and then he proceeded to rave about Salvatore and someone named Zahn that i really need to check out.
So I'm heading out the aisle and said once more, "Get into Mike Moorcock. You'll be hooked for life," and he seemed okay with that.
anyway. i thought it was kind of neat.
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