Oh, and the absolutely gorgeous Dave Leri illustration for my story "Hobnoblin Blues."
I do not get like this about illustrations, but that's the dude. It's perfect, right down to the seventies crotch-shot of the sullen rock star in the strategically frayed jeans in front of the peeling bill-plastered brick.
I have to find out if the original is for sale.
Wow. Just wow.
Totally makes up for losing my footnotes to the editorial process.