I was on the phone with a co-worker the other morning when, our discussion complete, he informed me that Tom Clancy had died. At roughly the same time, my daughter, Ashley, sent me an e-mail confirming that tragic news. I was both shocked and saddened for the world had lost one of the greatest storytellers and in my eyes, the greatest storyteller of all time.
He was my inspiration when I first embarked on the journey to tell the story, “Simon Says”, continued to inspire me as I wrote “Hide and Go Seek”, and remains my inspiration as I finish the last novel of the ‘Trinity Collection’, titled “Pocketful of Posies”.
The man was not a writer that would garnish awards for his talents with prose and sentence structuring. His pen did not evoke poetic rhythms and mastery of the English language. He simply told stories. Magnificent stories filled with fictional facts that made one wonder how he came into such information. Believable stories filled with believable characters, both good and evil. He was a master at the trade of storytelling and to me he will always be ‘The Master’.
The world has lost a great talent in his passing and will surely miss him, but no one can take the stories he has told from us. Those will last forever. May he rest in peace and may God bless you, Tom Clancy.