Jay Lake died today.
He was a good friend. I knew him fairly well, but nowhere near as well as I would have liked. He was one of the most fun people I’ve ever known, he was sharp, funny and a fantastic writer. I didn’t get to spend anywhere near enough time with him – no one really did, I think.
As hard as I try, I can’t really say things the way I want.
He is missed. By me, by all his friends who knew him, by his family and sweeties, by his peers and co-workers. He wasn’t here long enough, dammit.