
I am absolutely shocked and stunned to discover that my entertainment industry idol, Stephen J. Cannell has passed away last night (September 30th, 2010) after losing a battle to cancer (melanoma).
This just seems completely unreal to me. I have been a passionate fan of all things Cannell since I first became active in fandom in the early 1980s, and discovered that most of the TV series that I had a strong love for all featured episodes writen and/or produced by Cannell. My first great TV love was
The Greatest American Hero, which was only the second series (after
Tenspeed and Brown Shoe) that Cannell produced after leaving Universal to found his own production company. I edited and produced
The Cannell Files, a letter-and-newszine for fellow fans of Cannell shows -- this lasted for 19 issues from the mid-1980s to the early 1990s. I met and engaged with dozens of fellow Cannellphiles during that time, and have maintained friendships with many of you in the years since. One of my proudest moments was to hear from Cannell himself, that he kept the issues of
The Cannell Files that I was sending him, on his coffee table in his office, proudly visible to anyone who was visiting him. I've got a signed postcard from him, thanking me for all my efforts with that fanzine.
My online persona is shaped around the fact that I "am"
CANNELLFAN. That's my e-mail handle on three different e-mail services, not to mention here on LiveJournal, on Flickr, on LibraryThing, and pretty much anywhere else I have an online presence. I've been planning to get a personalized license plate, and my first choice was going to be CNLLFAN or CNNLFAN.
Because of my involvement with
The Cannell Files, and the unofficial Stephen J. Cannell fanclub, I (and Becky) ended up getting flown out to L.A. by the Cannell Studios to thank me for my efforts to help publicize the release of Cannell's first two novels. This was supposed to have included a face-to-face meeting with Stephen J. Cannell himself, for which I had purchased a microcassette recorded and had prepared some interview questions. One of Cannell's assistants, Wayne, screwed the scheduling of that up, and Cannell ended up out on his yacht with his family on the weekend that I should have been able to meet with him. Still, we enjoyed touring his offices and seeing his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
My fascination for all things Cannell waned a bit since he left the television industry to become a full-time novelist, though I didn't begrudge him the opportunity to do what he'd always wanted to do...write novels. I just never quite got into his fiction as much as his television productions -- a little too "coarse" for my tastes. Still, he became a huge sensation all over again.
I finally had the chance to meet Cannell in person when he was on a signing tour for one of his books, and got as close as Kansas City, MO (a 3 1/2 to 4 hour drive from here). Becky and I drove down to K.C. in the beginnings of a major snow storm. We attended his appearance, at a church that hosts public events, and I got to have him sign nearly all of my Cannell-written books (to that point). When I presented him with an issue of
The Cannell Files to have him sign, and explained that I was the editor, he brightened up and told everybody around him how much he enjoyed that fanzine and my efforts 15-20 years earlier. I got Becky to take a photo of my with Cannell (see my icon above).
That's now all I'll ever have with me and Steve, 'cause he's gone. And even though our direct connection was minimal, I still feel like I've lost a member of my family. Hell, I was
more interested in Stephen J. Cannell and his life and activities than I am in most members of my actual family.
Damn! This is just...damn. I'm still just stunned. I had no idea he was even ill. Damn.
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