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Anne McCaffrey has died.
I don't care that there are books of hers I will never be able to read again: in ninth grade, I made a blue-eyed, satin-gold fire lizard named Sheyne Meydl from a pattern I got from
carik and she sits on my chest of drawers to this day, on top of the box which contains the necklace "Remember What You Say in Dreams." I read everything of hers my parents owned and scoured used book stores for the ones they didn't. Gone away, I thought of titling this post. Gone ahead. Her dragons were a great part of my imagination for years.
The OED's Word of the Day is Sturgeon's Law.
I don't care that there are books of hers I will never be able to read again: in ninth grade, I made a blue-eyed, satin-gold fire lizard named Sheyne Meydl from a pattern I got from
The OED's Word of the Day is Sturgeon's Law.

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It's not as unthinkable for me because she was one of the first writers I outgrew: I had discovered by graduate school that I couldn't go back to all of her books in the same way as L'Engle or Jones or even other writers who shaped my brain in high school, Theodore Sturgeon, Cordwainer Smith. But it is still very strange, like a piece of my childhood suddenly stopped. You want to know people are part of the landscape, even if you don't visit them. One day there's no one home.