Polly, though of indeterminate age, was born
on May 15, 2004. I awoke that morning from a vision. (Okay,
I guess technically a vision while you're sleeping is a
dream. Call it what you want. I call it a vision.)
There was this magnificent mansion in the desert.
There was a snowman out in the hot sun. There was a
wonderful party going on, with all sorts of friendly people.
There was a gymnasium and a library, and there was an aura
about it telling me this was not reality--this went beyond
reality. More sharp-edged and clearly defined than any
reality I've ever seen.
And above all, there was Polly. Funny and serious,
whimsical and wise, seeing all and understanding more,
detached yet infinitely caring, achingly beautiful but
totally unpretentious, child-like and sexy. She didn't have
to tell me her name, because I knew it instantly. She was
Polly, and nothing else could suit her.
I fell instantly in love with her. (I tend to do that
around beautiful women; just ask anyone.) She was the one
who insisted I put aside everything else I was working on
and write her story instead. You don't argue with Polly--at
least, not if you know what's good for you. And, as you'll
learn when you read the story, you can't say no to her.
GREAT NEWS! Polly! has been awarded the
prestigious AIA Medal of Approval.
All
hands on Decalogue! A protagonist readers
will find it easy to identify and empathize with, a classic
journey story told with wit, wisdom and deceptive ease, and
the most interesting guest star ever--what's not to like,
here? Perhaps writers who attempt a book like POLLY! wanna
crack or two across the face for their audacity (to parrot
conventional wisdom)--but not if they can manage to pull it
off this entertainingly.
--Spider
Robinson
co-author
of VARIABLE STAR by Robert A. Heinlein and Spider Robinson
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