Subsequent to my last post, a writer alerted me to an interview he just did with Steve Erickson. The interview includes this tidbit that I thought was interesting:
JC: And finally, on a lighter note — are you familiar with the fantasy novelist, Steve Erikson, and have you ever been mistaken for him?
SE: Please, let’s not make it even more confusing than it is. He’s Steven Erikson, which is to say that we’re divided by more than the lack of a “c” in his last name but also the addition of an “n” in his first. I imagine we both cling to such distinctions. The only time I know of that I was mistaken for him was when I chairing a panel at the LA Times Book Festival some years ago and one of the panelists very diligently had done her homework and read all seven volumes of The Malazan Books of the Fallen. I could only assure her that those sounded like very interesting novels indeed and that if I had written them, I probably would be richer. There’s your last bit of “wisdom” for aspiring young writers, like the guy in The Graduate imparting “one word” to Dustin Hoffman. But here it’s not “plastics.” It’s “genre.”
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