Although his beard looked like someone had glued it on & his hair would have been unconvincing as a wig, he married a rockstar #MyOzObituary
— Neil Gaiman (@neilhimself) January 30, 2015
"Thin of hair and thick of thigh. Strident. Per NYT, lacked ability to sleep way to top. Puzzlingly, also #1 NYT bestseller." #myozobituary
— Jennifer Weiner (@jenniferweiner) January 30, 2015
#myozobituary would be “Although she grew a disappointing arse, she nonetheless got laid & won awards."
— Caitlin Moran (@caitlinmoran) January 30, 2015
The sad truth is that writers like Gaiman don't have to
worry about what their obits would read; no one would mention how he looked or
what he weighed or even how adorably floppy his hair was over his
best-selling author status and contributions to all sorts of media.