Really. And he’s 6’8″, too.
With Michael Crichton’s sad and sudden departure that makes Josh the tallest novelist on the planet.
Which means I’m the second tallest. As for the strongest novelist badge — I’ll concede the Strongest Libarian title — we haven’t gone mano-a-mono in the gym yet (we can both bench press John Grisham’s checkbook) so that’s a push at this point. But I’ve seen his picture, and I’m worried.
Josh Hanagarne is the real deal.
On his site he writes about life and love and fitness, especially kettleballs, for which he as an abundant passion. He writes about other people that are worth writing about. He also writes, and with great courage and hope and personal intimacy, about Tourette’s Syndrome.
His first novel is out, and it’s worth the time. Because Josh is worth the time.
It’s called The Knot, which, if you’re into metaphor, is a home run title.
So I invite you to go HERE to read about it, order it, then read it. And while you’re there check out his site, which is exploding as we speak (er… read), and has already landed him another book deal.
Love those two words.
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