First off, congrats to everyone who was honored by the American Library Association’s annual book awards. There was a time when I was MUCH more up to speed on things like this, and actually had the day winners were announced marked on my calendar so I could watch the webcast. This year…not so much. In fact, I found out about it, like, twelve hours after the fact. Whoops. On the flip side, I also used to lurk on all these listservs and blogs, keeping up on what was being said about YA in general and me and in particular, and I don’t do that either anymore, which is a VERY good thing, for all kinds of reasons. So maybe my being behind is a blessing in some way. Maybe?
In other writing news, John Updike died yesterday. I know the blogosphere will be filled with all kinds of remembrances by people who read all of his work and knew it backwards and forwards. I did not, but I did assign his story “A&P” in my Intro creative writing classes for years, and I was always amazed by how it resonated with my students. For some, it was the first story we read that they actually “got,” maybe because the narrator was facing the same kind of situation you always seem to in your late teens and early twenties, when you find yourself banging up against what’s established in the world and either breaking it, or it breaks you. Which, now that I think about it, isn’t something that just happens in your youth, actually. Maybe I should go read it again myself.
Finally, TOTALLY unrelated, but I have to say that I watched Ghost Town with Ricky Gervais the other night, and it was REALLY good. Why did this movie not do better when it came out in theaters? Maybe I’m a bit biased, as I love Ricky Gervais—-although I am a fan of the US version of the Office, not the UK one that he created—but I thought it was hilarious. Next up: Mamma Mia, which one of my babysitters is DETERMINED that I watch, or else. We have made a quasi deal: I’ll watch it if she watches Muriel’s Wedding, which she has never seen or heard of. What? I know! it was all I could do not to act out the Waterloo scene with Muriel and Rachel Griffiths in person for her. (I did not, thank God. My babysitters already think I’m crazy enough without me bursting into song in front of them). I’ve heard mixed things about Mamma Mia, but it does have Meryl Streep and ABBA music. What’s not to like about that?
Okay, I’m getting off the computer now. I’ve decided to spend less time in front of the screen, and more reading and doing Sudoku so my brain doesn’t turn to total mush. Maybe I’ll just check Facebook really quickly first. And maybe Twitter….