I met Kevin Andersen at a Scientology party in Los Angeles in 1999 (I was invited by mistake and escaped as soon as it was politically feasible). After finding out I managed a few Crown Books in Orange County, he literally hung on my arm and gave a three minute monologue on EVERYTHING he was planning on releasing over…

Oh man. That definitely sucks. He didn’t sour me on everything Star Wars, but I definitely avoided any novels after his series. Personally, the prequel films felt like more of a let-down, but realistically there’s a lot that could go wrong, and did, between all the various media.

I feel the same way. I read the Zahn trilogy and was blown away, then read Anderson’s and practically hurled the first book at the wall. Then, like a sucker, I read the other two books in the triology just because I was a completist as a teenager. But I’ve avoided Anderson’s writing since then. In a way, the Jedi…

My ex-girlfriend ran into Kevin J. Anderson at a convention. She saw the guest badge but not his name, and asked who he was, telling him she didn’t know most genre names, whether authors, actors, etc. He told her who he was, and she replied “Oh, I have heard of you!” As he smiled she continued “My boyfriend hates your…

It was made even worse coming on the heels of the best damn thing to hit Star Wars prose ever. Like putting a medium sized steak on a huge plate makes it look tiny, your shitty trilogy seems that much more shitty when read directly after the Zhan books.