I’ve had a few, and I mean very few, brief email chats with Heather Osborn. She used to edit for EC and now edits for Tor.

Those few brief chats were not enough to prepare me for meeting her. I’m pretty sure I’ve laughed harder, but I’m not sure when.

Even my husband, who’s normal expression is deadpan, was laughing his tail off by the time we left the room. We spent half of Friday night gabbing with a bunch of people, Heather being one of them. I laughed what little voice I had away, kept laughing until my sides hurt, and finally had to stop laughing and half-zone out of self-defense because too much more laughing and my asthma flare was going to go into a full-blown attack. (Yeah, I’m weird, for some reason, laughter can get me coughing until I can’t breathe).

My husband described her in one short sentence-a man of few words, my man.

That Heather chick is hilarious.

Absolutely.