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I hate to do this — in fact, I’ve never done this. I hate doing this. But the situation is dire.
If you are or ever have been a fan of the work of writer Steve Perry of Time Spirits, Thundercats and Silverhawks – not to be confused with either the prolific and popular sf writer or the rock star — and you can afford to help a man on his last legs, please, do so.
Despite the best efforts of myself and others, Steve is in dire straits at this very moment, suffering terminal cancer and lack of any support, and sorely in need of any help that can be sent his way.
He has finally set up an address to receive mail after an ill-fated attempt to find shelter and re-establish himself in another part of the US.
I Express mailed cash (postal money order) myself this past week; I am trying to pull together more this coming week.
If you can spare any amount over $1, and can send it in a form Steve can cash without a bank account or online access (but do NOT mail cash; postal money orders are likely ideal), send it to:
38046 8th Ave
Zephyrhills, FL 33542
Some folks mock my public stands and constant soapboxing for creator rights and creators taking care of their own business. This is one of the many reasons why. I never want to see another generation of creators go through these self-perpetuating cycles.
As I get older, I see more and more of this: annual fundraisers, auctions and appeals for aging creators facing disastrous health situations and end-of-life plights, even as their own work continues to earn for the corporations they signed all rights away to.
We’re each responsible for making our own way in the world — but when there’s nothing left, there’s nothing left.
Creative people are often their own worst enemies, and the lifelong fruits of short-term returns, work-for-hire gigs and failure to tend to one’s own best interests plague many lives and careers. The illusion that someone who has been published or had their name/credit on a movie or TV screen is living comfortably on nonexistent royalties is less than smoke and mirrors in most circumstances, particularly when living hand-to-mouth and rarely thinking beyond the next paycheck is all that guides a rudderless creative path.
Yes, he brought this on himself, in countless ways. Could have, should have — well, it’s all come down to this. Long before there was ebay, Steve junked, tossed and/or burned all the remnants of his career in comics and television. He’s nothing material left to barter or sell, and I wouldn’t be posting this appeal if it weren’t a desperate situation. I’ve done what I can, when I can, for a long time now.
Give only what you can afford to give, expecting nothing in return except knowing you’re helping someone get through a truly (possibly terminal) terrible stretch.
Don’t send anything to me, please. Use the address above; do whatever you can, if you can.