When I first started going to SF conventions, people kept saying to me, "You have to meet Chris Barzak. You would love Chris Barzak." At the time, he was living in Japan, and the more people told me about him, the more the legend of Chris Barzak built in my mind -- epic karaoke, superhuman dancing, a massive heart, and the stories! I knew about the stories! A few months before he left Japan, Chris and I began emailing back and forth, epic, long emails, but we didn't meet until Wiscon last year. When we did, a few hours later we were drinking green girly drinks and running like mad people around the Concourse Hotel. Since then I've visited Chris in Youngstown, workshopped with him, danced it up something fierce, and paraded around New York City with him. Chris is one of those rare, remarkable people who makes whatever you're doing a little more meaningful, a little more fun and maybe even beautiful. Even more remarkable, these same qualities translate to his writing. His work is really, really worth checking out if you haven't already, and if you have, then you know exactly what I'm talking about.
I feel like this should end with a cheer: YAY CHRIS!