Writers are often asked where we get our ideas. And most of us have some sort of stock reply for that question — a reply that may be snarky and humorous or studied and informative.
It was the late 80’s and Star Wars was officially dead. Bantha Tracks had vanished in the sand and Star Wars quickly turning into a fading franchise. During those dark days of fandom I was desperate to get my hands on anything Star Wars to keep the magic alive. Thankfully I discovered the Star Wars NPR Radio Dramas by Brian Daley!
We knew it would be big from the start. It was early June, 1977, and I had just graduated from high school in the small mountain town of Idaho Springs, Colorado. To celebrate, a buddy suggested we go to Denver to see a movie he had been hearing good things about.
Each Celebration, while working on the programming for the show, I come up with a mental list of what I would do if I were coming to the show as an attendee rather than as part of the production.
Don’t get me wrong – what I do is really fun. I can’t think of any job I would rather do, nor really of anything I would rather do than be behind the scenes at a Celebration. But if I could sneak away from responsibility for a bit here’s where I would go:
If you were around in the ’70s, there’s no way you could not be aware of Star Wars, and in the summer of 1977, I saw A New Hope on the big screen at least sixteen times. I bought the novelization, I bought the comic books, I read the newspaper strips. I was a fan.
It has been five years since I last attended attended a Star Wars Celebration and I am more excited than ever to be making the trip to Orlando this year. With the big event just around the corner, here are some of the places you’ll definitely be able to find me.
Star Wars Celebration VI is approaching, and I’ll be there, doing panels and a number of signings for Dark Horse and Del Rey. I’ve always enjoyed these kinds of appearances immensely. Working in my office at Faraway Farms at the end of a dead-end road in Wisconsin traveled only by deer and other ungulates, I’m well removed from contact with readers. Or, well, primates of any kind. (The UPS guy is my only friend.)