One of the stories we are often asked to tell at a convention is the one regarding our ill-fated first book. I don’t mind re-telling it because it really is a very funny story. I always say that we had a difference of opinion with the publisher. We thought we should be paid for the book and he thought he should keep all the money and move to Alaska. That always gets a chuckle. Inevitably someone in the back shouts “what’s his address?” This also gets a big laugh. Now I know it’s just a joke. I mean, you guys would never beat someone up for us… but I’ve also never posted the man’s address.
