E.L. James started out writing vampire fan-fiction on the website FanFiction.net about five years ago, and so did I. She concentrated on Edward and Bella in Twilight while I was drawn into Drusilla's rich, dark world of Buffy.
My book's in the British Library, but it's only one among millions. My face is on the cover, though half-unseen, so I walk in line with my fellow travellers and together (Supermen, Spidermen and the odd Sontaran), we slowly gain entry to the hall.
The day I was diagnosed, my psychologist (a highly-experienced man who'd dealt with hundreds of Aspergers) told me unequivocally that he'd once seen Lawrence of Arabia and that T. E. Lawrence (as written by Robert Bolt and played by O'Toole) had displayed unmistakable symptoms of Aspergers.
We pull over onto the hard shoulder of the Interstate, jog-trot back to the centre of the bridge over the Colorado river and get several photos of the sign denoting California's state line.
The place they crossed. The place I crossed.
It's not a historic moment, but I tell my tale of theft and quest as best I can. We shake on it. Shatner signs my personal copy of Dear Miss Landau, and for the only time ever, the two men who (metaphorically speaking) stole the Enterprise, do actually meet.
During its seven-year run (1997-2003) Buffy the Vampire Slayer won three Emmys and was listed tenth on Entertainment Weekly's 100 Greatest Shows of All Time, second on Empire's 50 Greatest TV Shows of All Time and third on TV Guide's Top 25 Cult TV Shows of All Time.