on my favorite writer that is still alive

I guess the main reason why I have Neil Gaiman's signature in my arm is because he is humam. And sometimes, in a daydream or a lazy afternoon of reading, I do feel like we are friends and I know him and he knows me. We can just drink tea or bear or things that are sweet and incredibly satisfying that we conjure from the dreams of a french chef.

And although he is very human and nice and has on occasion answered my tweets, and was very nice in the one time I met him, asking me with his kind of changed, but not really faded British accent if I was sure that I wanted to have his name in my arm forever, he is also the voice in my mind sometimes.

I guess that happens with all his fans, or all people that like stories, I guess.

His voice is like our own voice and other times it is like the voice of something bigger, something special to us, that touches our souls and we don't really know why. But it does.

I also like that he is not fancy. He doesn't tries to sound like he is from the 1800's. And I guess I appreciate the fact that his writing is kind of pedestrian. Without criticizing other writers around the world, because I think that complicated, intricate, embellished writing has its value and its place in the universe of ink and paper, I am much more kin to the pedestrian style of writing. Writing is not a thing of the past, so why write as if we are in the past? I like to write and read as I think, as I feel, as I see the world, and not as somebody might have seen it in other times.

And it is also very important to note that I don't think me and Mr. Gaiman can ever divorce. He will always be might favorite alive writer, even if I get to know other authors that I like as much as I like him, he will always be the first alive writer that really talked to me and made me feel like I belong exactly in the time I was born in because, had I been born a little earlier, I might have missed him.

And unless it is revealled that he is a mass murderer, eats children for breakfast or feeds from the souls of his fans, I will always have a reason to carry his name in my right arm and look at it while I am writing.