I shook hands with Richard Bach today. He spoke at The Museum of Flight in Seattle. He is a good speaker and it was a pleasure to watch him creatively piece together and weave his responses to questions. Of course at the book signing I thanked him for writing his books and I gushed about how Tracy and I loved them. She doesn't know it yet but she now has signed copies of Jonathan Livingston Seagull and Air Farrets Aloft. My normal reaction to anything farret is "but they aren't cats". I'll give the book a try, and maybe the little known others. He is convinced that no one else knows about the farret books either.

I asked him about his writing. He said in his talk that he would usually get six rejection letters for each book and he told me that he didn't rework them in between sending them back out to different publishers. He approved of the Steven King book, "On Writing". Steven King would save all of his rejection slips and keep them on a nail in front of where he worked. Richard Bach said that he had planned on eventually using them to wallpaper a room. He didn't tell me whether he did this but he then conceded that the contrast between his volume of rejection letters and his over the top success is (not an exact quote, my words) sweet. Good for him, and us. Thanks again for writing those books.