1. Yes, so I’m contemplating a name change for this, the last entry of the week. It seems kind of wrong to keep calling this The Friday Five when I am now usually updating on Thursday night. But honestly, the Weekend Five doesn’t have that same alliteration. How about The Final Five? (Actually sounds kind of morbid.) Or I could switch things up entirely and call it The Thursday Thrice, cutting down on my work in the process. (Three for the price of…three?) I’ll keep mulling on it. If you have any great ideas, feel free to pass them along. We are, after all, a community here.
2. Speaking of communities and get togethers, my cousin Ben is involved in what looks like a REALLY cool meet-up for people interested in the merging of publishing, writing and legal issues in the UK. Right now, it’s in the planning stages, but from what I’ve seen it looks like it could be a GREAT opportunity for people to come together and talk about the wild new frontier of publishing, media and the internet. I’d totally go, if there wasn’t, like, an ocean between me and there. But if you’re in the UK, and especially if you’ll be around for the London Book Fair, check out the site at Intersection Publishing. I kind of know from experience that anything my cousin Ben gets involved with is pretty cool, so I’m looking forward to seeing what he comes up with.
3. I was just so, so sad to hear of Corey Haim’s passing this week. I’m a bit too old to have been in on the whole Two Coreys thing, but I did love The Lost Boys, and there was a time when this crazy movie, Dream A Little Dream, that starred them both, was on HBO, like, twenty four hours a day. It was a total trainwreck of a movie, way trippy, but it kind of won my heart for being so strange. As did those Coreys. Corey Haim was only 38, about two years younger than me. We don’t know yet what killed him, but we do know he had a history of drug problems. I just feel like there have been too many losses of young talent lately. It’s so sad. I mean, thankfully we have these movies to remember him, and them, by. But it’s not the same.
4. Next week, I’m going up to New York for my first trip away, solo, since November. I’m really excited and nervous—which is always the mix when you are leaving a kid behind, even in the best of hands. I travel so infrequently, though, that when I DO show up somewhere, I always have a ton of things I want to do, and a million people to see. This is especially true in New York, where I have not only family and work folks, but a ton of friends as well. I looked at my schedule today for the basically forty-eight hours I’m there and it’s already packed, and I haven’t even gotten up with half the folks I want to yet. Unless I don’t sleep and plan some two a.m. dinner meet-ups I have a feeling I will not get to see and do everything I want to. Which stinks. It’s hard to already feel like you’ve failed before you even leave, you know? All I can do, though, is my best. So that’s what I’ll do. If I get some shopping done too, all the better.
5. Finally, I’ve been reporting here of several signs that winter is, in fact, ending. Sunscreen and lawn chairs at the grocery store, daylight at 6pm, and then, on the way home from dinner out tonight…the frogs. It was raining, had just started, and as soon as we turned onto our road, there they were: tons of little frogs, out soaking up the sprinkles. We drove slowly, and deliberately, around them, and I was just so, so happy. Even better, pretty soon we’ll hear them start chirping at night. That’s when you KNOW summer is coming. Hooray!