I learned from Making Light that Bruce Durocher has died.
I didn’t know him well; we mostly spoke over LiveJournal. He was local to me, and he had a love of books that didn’t find a large audience but were good nonetheless. It was on his recommendation that I read Bucket Nut this year. He was also kind about my books.
I knew he was sick and had been for a long time. I’m sorry that he didn’t get more of this world, and that this world won’t get any more from him.
My condolences to everyone who knew and loved him.
Mirrored from Harry Connolly. You can comment here but not there.