I’m in the 1994-95 National Hockey League Official Guide & Record Book. I’m listed as the Merchandise Operations Manager of the Dallas Stars.
Boy was I Big Time back then.
I’m in this book of photography by Sally Mann. According to her (at the time) I was her inspiration for doing the book in the first place. shrug I have no idea. Some people have considered the book child pornography, which I find amusing. No, I am not naked in it. And the picture she used is my least favorite out of all of the ones she took of me.
Yes.
The Neverending Story said I would become the most famous gnome in all Fantastica.
Still waiting…
I’m cited as a research assistant in an academic text. pretty boring…
My dad was the chief detective on the case about which the true-crime book “The Stringbean Murders” is written. Stringbean was a Grand Ole Opry star who was…well, murdered naturally.
So at least my LAST name is in that book a few times.
Not me, but my roommate in college and her boyfriend were Tuckerized in Stephen King’s The Tommyknockers. They’re Joe Paulson and Nancy Voss, though Nancy’s IRL last name was different, since Mr. King didn’t know her last name.
Apparently Stephen King used to call into a popular radio show in Boston on WBCN called The Big Mattress with Charles Laquedera. This was probably in the mid to late '80s. Joe was a regular on the show, and he and Stephen hated each other, and had a regular feud going on. Joe used to mention Nancy on the show, but never mentioned her last name. Nancy did phone sex for a living (she was also a fantastic music copyist, but that’s just not as interesting.)
They both met pretty nasty ends in the book. I think it’s hilarious that Nancy was played by Traci Lords in the movie. She is about 5’2, 230 lbs, with thinning black curly hair and glasses. Hmmm.
good way to introduce myself I guess - just jump right in…
An ongoing cartoon character in a series of english/spanish textbooks written and published by my aunt is based on me. She uses a cutesy little drawing of me to help children learn simple phrases like:
“penny likes to play ball. Do you like to play ball?” or “where is penny hiding?” “does penny have brown hair?” etc. etc.
over the last 15 years that she has churned out these books, I have never grown older than 8 years old.
lucky me!
When I was a kid, I got a dedication. My mother used to work with an author, so we met her: her next book was dedicated to me, my sister and two other kids of around the same age we used to hang out with.
It’s been a while since I saw the cover of the book, but the drawing of the main character looked a little like me - the drawing had more freckles than I did, though.
The only mention that’s really worth mentioning as mildly out of the ordinary is that I’m thanked in one of the collections of Martin Gardner’s essays. He’d made an appeal for a piece of factual information in one of his Skeptical Inquirer columns that I happened to know the answer to and so I wrote a short letter giving it, which the magazine printed. As is his custom, when the column was reprinted in book form he added an afterword to it with further thoughts and updates, together with thanks to those whose responses have prompted these. And I’m in there. Not that big a deal, but Gardner’s Scientific American columns had been a big influence on me as a kid and I’ve read most of his books. It’s nice to be thanked in print by one of your heroes.
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Q-in-Law is my most favorite of Star Trek books. Neato.
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I have an online snarky aside reprinted in one of the Straight Dope books, although under my old AOL screenname. (Something like Bookwrm847.) That’s nothing compared to OpalCat though! The next book (if they ever get around to it) should be called “New Improved Straight Dope – Now with More OPALCAT!”
A friend of mine recently published her first trilogy, and I’m thanked in the acknowledgements of the first two. That was highly unexpected, but cool, as the books are relatively successful.
I also was in a non-fiction book. It was a Psychology book about Teens, which I volunteered to be interviewed for, and one day many years later I thought I’d look it up to see if I was quoted. I eventually found one, but it was in the Depression and Suicide chapter. Which kind of sucked.
Oh, yeah, and if academic journals count, my Master’s Thesis is in one…
I was acknowledged in a book about Native American’s transition from the old ways to the new. See, my Great-grandad and later, my Grandad, used to operate a “Trading Post”.
The old records, accounts, pictures, artifacts, verbal tales, etc. fell into my possession by inheritance.
The author used my cardboard boxes full of “junk” and my hazy recollections of tales told long ago extensively. [/]brush with fame[/]
My picture is all over the book Whitewater!, which was written by a close childhood friend.
There are three of us that are in a bunch of pictures, and being the close childhood friends we are, we added helpful Customer Reviews. 
My dissertation, on Peoples Temple (Jonestown), was published in book form, so you’ll occasionally see it in footnotes and bibliographies.
In a mountain climbing book a few years ago, mentioned because members of my expedition were involved in a mishap. (No, not Everest in '96.) They misspelled my last name the first time and misquoted me several times. Also made us look like bloody fools.
I was sad while reading this thread, because I’m not in a book, but they I remembered that I am in a book after all! Oh joy!
Actually, I think it’s an “about to be published” book.
Last year, at my annual visit to the eye doctor, several of his students were with him in the office. Despite the fact that I can’t see to save my life, apparently I have a very healthy inside part of my eye. The doctor called over the students to come see what a healthy eye I have. They even brought over an eye doctor from another office to see this marvel. He took a picture (of the inside of my eye) to use in the medical textbook he is currently editing. I am told (she said modestly) that my blood vessels are particularly photogenic.
I am “Healthy Eye.” I feel sorry for the person who has to be “Diseased Eye.”
There’s a picture of me in this book. The author came and spent a day with our company because, apparently, we’re “fun”. I have no idea who keeps tabs on these things, or where my company ranked nationally on the fun-o-meter.
I was recently told that a short story that an ex-girlfriend had written was published about a year ago. The boyfriend of the narrator bears a striking resemblance to me, with some random details of the guy she dated before me thrown in. It details a couple breaking up over a game of scrabble in a coffee shop, which is pretty much how we broke up.
I haven’t bothered to try to track that one down.
I’m also a background character and mentioned in the special thanks of some comic books a friend has published.