Kim Harrison

I must have been, oh . . . ten or so?  And if I was careful, I could stretch my allowance into two books down at the Little Professor bookstore.  I distinctly remember sitting on the floor between the aisles trying to choose between a Ben Bova trilogy and a Heinlein.  If I went with the Heinlein, I could get two, you see, but the trilogy was huge, and that made me feel important.  Three stores down past the pet shop was a branch of a the public library where they would let me take six more books home with me.  Sometimes, I’d have one read before we got home.

It was at that library that I found a small slim book with a girl surrounded by dragons on it.  I liked spaceships, but I liked dragons and wizards, too, and I can remember to this day the feeling of…

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