OLD-SCHOOL NEUBE: MY FIFTEEN ASIMOV'S STORIES

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These are my fifteen stories as they appeared in Asimov’s Science Fiction between 1996-2011.
You will notice that I refer to the editors Gardner Dozois and Sheila Williams as Dozois and Williams. Having had a long professional relationship with these two, I probably should refer to them by their first names.
That ain’t going to happen. Granted, these two wonderful people have advanced my career and shown me every kindness. But where I come from, it just ain’t right. Leave it to the Hollywood types to call people Brad and Angelina because they once watched a valet park their car. Until I break bread with a person, I will use their last name. With all due respect, of course. They are in my pantheon of great teachers.
I would also like to mention the unheralded members of the magazine’s staff. But out of fear of leaving someone out, I’ll simply say there are a ton of people behind the scenes who deserve my thanks.
As I stare at this screen, this collection is in a font known as Pica. If a manual typewriter had Spell Check, I would be still using one. Pica was my first font. I still love it.
And yes, I am so old that I still space twice after a period. I don’t know about you, but my weary eyes prefer a larger gulf between sentences. Besides, this is an electronic product. I should not have to worry about the cost of paper. But the machines will format the final product to their standards. I accept that. However, as an American, I have the right to grumble about it.
I need to thank so many people in my life, so I won’t. You know who you are. You know you have my eternal gratitude for your support and inspiration.
That said, I will thank Rob Schofield, fellow writer--Google his ass and read his work--for mounting this work on Kindle for me. It’s not a task I would have tried myself.
I’m a cyber-dolt. Largely because I won’t take time to master these things myself. The marketing, the self-promotion, all those tricks of the writing trade--alas, those tasks don’t speak to my soul. I’d rather be obsessing on my next story, my next novel. Yeah, I understand how this is ultimately self-destructive of my career. But that’s who I am. That’s why I refer to myself as self-unemployed.
All the mistakes in this volume are mine.
Thanks for reading me.