I don’t know who that J T McDermott person is, but if I ever find him/her, I will punch him/her in the nose. Stealing cred for my book on the very awesome Locus Recommended reading List is enough to merit a knuckle sandwich!
(Seriously, I’ve dropped more than one e-mail to Locus editors about this in the past, and I’ve pretty much accepted that it will be a long time before I’m famous enough for everyone to get my initials right…)
(Hey… Maybe I do have impersonators out there, calling themselves “J T”? Is it a clone? Did someone clone me when I wasn’t noticing? I know I’ve been to some skanky hostels in Europe last winter, especially that one in East Berlin, but I never woke up in a bathtub full of ice with a cellphone set to dial an ambulance, so I assumed I was okay. I only ever woke up hungover. I need to be more careful next time.)