the return of John M. Ford!!!!

Google knows too much about me. Way too much. I joke with people that I could easily be replaced by a google-bot and no one would ever know (I guess I'm pretty predictable, at that).

Anyway, this morning I woke up to Chrome helpfully proffering me an article about John M. Ford.

Me: John M. Ford?
Chrome: Yes! We here at google think you'll like it, given your extensive googling on John M. Ford and his books in the last several months.
Me: That's because I was doing this reread... never mind. Um, but he died more than a decade ago and his books are out of print, so this must be an old article?
Chrome, holding out article patiently: No, it's from 4 hours ago. From Slate.
Me: So, like, a retrospective. Why is Slate printing something like that?
Chrome: Just click on it, OK?

Guys. GUYS. This person, Isaac Butler, went down the rabbit hole, reconnected Ford's estranged family and his editors, and although (as he says) we'll never know the whole story it appears there was at least some miscommunication, and
1. His books are coming back in print, starting in 2020!!
2. A new book of stories/poems/Christmas cards/uncollected material will be published!!!!
3. Aspects, Ford's never-published epic, is getting published in 2021!!!!!!!

This is just about the best early Christmas present the world (and Isaac Butler, and Tor, and Ford's family, and of course John M. Ford himself) could have given me <33333333

(OK, and thanks Google. You win again.)