One day at a TV company I met a person called Harvey Jacobs, who not only happened to be a script writer for the show but also someone who I had read over the years. Harvey Jacobs!
Harvey's writing is hard to characterize except that it has a knife to it - a friendly, humorous, and humanistic knife but a knife nonetheless. In person, however, he is quite affably and knows how to tell, as well as how to write, a good story.
But there he was in the same building, on the same floor, very very close by. He began publishing fiction in the late fifties and the sixties when originality was prized, unlike the present times which are becoming more and more conservative and bleak. Anyway, his first book was a collection of short stories (The Egg of the Glak) and then came a short but funny sequence of novels, including The Juror, which is at least optioned to become a movie.
One of the happier times for me was being able to design and produce camera copy for his novel, Beautiful Soup, for Celadon Press. . . . Yes, computers have helped turned everything topsy-turvy, and you can check out the first chapter of Beautiful Soup within these pages as well as read a few excerpts of the excellent reviews the book has achieved.
My Rose and My Glove is a remarkable collection of 24 stories. A limited and numbered edition, it features a couple of new stories as well as reprints. The book is the opportunity to have on hand one of the most remarkable ranges of short stories, and I recommend it highly. Well, I wish the print were larger, but what the heck. Once absorbed in one of Harvey's stories, a reader forgets such aspects for the sheer joy of the read.