Mark Saunders would remind us: It’s all about the authors

By Steve Yates The recent death of friend, colleague, and fellow novelist Mark Saunders has knocked me flat. We are about the same age—I will turn 51 next week; Mark was 52 when he died suddenly at home. We were both sales managers, marketing directors, and then assistant directors, and we struggled with those demands at about the same time. In addition to all that, we were both MFA