So not that long ago I wrote a review for Michael Sullivan’s epic fantasy novel “Percepliquis” and initially posted it to Amazon.com’s website here. At some point after that I got an email saying there was a comment and that generally means one of two things: either the spambot thinks you’re the perfect candidate for the viagra it’s selling or some other nerd wants to debate you on the finer points of your review.
You can imagine my surprise when, out of nowhere, the commenter is Michael J. Sullivan himself, the author behind Percepliquis. True to form, his comment goes a little something like this:
Wow…I just had to comment. I was totally blown away by your review. What a wonderful tribute to my writinge – I thank you for taking the time to write something that will certainly be something I’ll remember. It is comments like yours that makes all the long hours of writing, and worries and second guessess worth the effort. You honor me.
The man writes a 500 page book and I’m the one blowing him away? Truth be told, I knew the man was a class act because this wasn’t the first time I’d personally heard from him. Last September, when I was first tackling the mechanics of how to make an ebook (do I use a software? do I learn HTML? do I cut off an arm and sacrifice it to the ePub gods?) I shot him an email asking him for advice. Like any fan correspondence, I assumed it wouldn’t go anywhere important but it was worth a try. I’ve cited him, numerous times, as my primary influence for throwing my hat into the ebook race.
I got back a really awesome, incredibly helpful reply chock full of all sorts of HTML formatting goodness. Of course, some things are literally beyond me and this was one of them but I nevertheless swooned like a twelve year old at a Justin Bieber concert. It must be a writer thing.
Anyways, after my book release I’d been neglecting this website for waaaay too long and scavenged the review, copy-pasting it here to make my site look a little less empty. Now, while I profess to using the Twitter machine I freely admit that I am no master of it. This morning, when I opened it up on my iPad for the first time in forever, this little gem was waiting for me:
To say I’m over the moon, honored, impressed, and just downright floored to be mentioned not once but twice on the same review by a writer who’s been inspirational to me over the past year is easily the biggest understatement of 2012. It serves as a reminder to the impact our mentors and inspirations can have when we least expect. This turned an otherwise ordinary day into an unforgettable one that I decided to chronicle here.
If there’s anything to be taken away from this incident, it is this: pursue what makes you happen with a relentless vigor, and when you encounter something that someone else has produced that brings you joy, be certain to spread the word.