This isn’t the first time I’ve read this story – I actually workshopped it with Dirk a year or two ago, before it hit this final form. It blew me away all over again, reading it today. It’s deeper into sentiment and nostalgia than most of Dirk’s fiction, but it pulls off everything it is trying to do so very well, and it fits into a larger dialogue (acknowledged within the story) of other SF stories about growing up and leaving childish things behind, and how this can be a metaphor for magic/science fiction or, just as easily… not.
The gorgeously beautiful cover art Dan Skinner did for this issue was inspired by this story and having both the story and the artwork in ASIM 37 help make this issue something just a little bit special. Thanks guys.