When I think back, I remember that I met Logan at a hotel-room party a few Gen Cons ago. Logan writes. Logan edits. Logan designs. Logan draws, inks, and colors. Dammit, Logan does it all. One day that guy’ll be standing on the balcony of the house his skills built, and we’ll stand in the foyer raising our glasses to his work and meaning it and he’ll still be all modest, with that straight-backed posture, making a well-timed callback to the night’s first gag and we’ll all laugh and remember that Logan hasn’t changed a bit — he’s still a mensch who does it all. Logan combines a thoughtful nature with a quick wit in a way I find astonishing and confounding. He’s always considerate, taking the time to consider your feelings, but he’s so swift with support, enthusiasm, or a joke that it sort of alarms me to realize how fast his mind must work. From Logan I’m learning how to be funny and incisive without being caustic — because me learning how to do everything Logan does just isn’t feasible. How grateful I am, to have met Logan Bonner.