There are people out there that you never meet, but who have a profound effect on your life, in ways they will never know. Well, unless you have readers who will mail that person the dirty book you wrote with them in mind. Or a friend who will approach them at a convention and tell them about the dirty book you wrote with them in mind. In 2012, when I started writing my book, The Boss, there was only one choice in my mind for the “role” of Neil Elwood: Anthony Stewart Head. Since Buffy the Vampire Slayer is about 17% of my total personality, and Merlin a solid chunk, as well, there was only one middle-aged Englishman I could possibly imagine. I gave Neil the looks of season four Giles and the leather gloves of season one Uther. I pictured each scene acted out as if I was watching a movie (a huge part of my process), running each line of dialogue through my mind in Head’s Doctor Who Confidential voice (it’s a crime he never got a chance to play The Doctor). As I posted chapters of the…
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