So my vacation was great, loads of fun and family and Catchphrase—if you haven’t played it, especially the electronic version, I recommend it highly—as well as sleep and reading, everything I needed. We even had some sunny days, which was great, and I did two bookstore appearances where I was so lucky to have enthusiastic folks come out (much thanks to the girls in Brewster, who were sitting patiently on the curb, waiting, when I arrived, and the two girls who came to Eight Cousins in Falmouth, so excited they could hardly speak. And to the one girl at Eight Cousins, dark hair, who told me she reads this every day: thanks to you, as well.) Thanks to everyone! It was great.
The roadtrip of all roadtrips (fourteen hours door to door, each way) was as good as could be expected. We left here at 4:11 in the morning, and by the time we got to the main highway, 13 minutes later, I’d had to dodge on the road: several deer, a possom, a snake, a fox and a couple of rabbits. It was like a freaking safari, no joke. But then, we were on our way. I have XM Satellite radio in my new car, and I have to say, it was GREAT for a long trip. There’s an E! Entertainment Channel, and they play back to back shows, all day long, E! News Live, Revealed, and my all-time favorite, The E! True Hollywood Story. We started out, at around 4:30 am, listening to the life of the woman who played Kitten on Father Knows Best (which, for all of you born after 1980, or, god forbid, 1990, was a very old TV show). This woman had a HORRIBLE life: she was an addict, she was in prison, she once tried to cut her own hand off while under the influence of drugs…I mean, what a way to start the day. Luckily, the next was about The Facts of Life (another old show, but slightly less old, and one I love) so that was infinitely more cheerful. Proceeding up the East Coast, we heard about Keanu Reeves, Alyssa Milano and, crossing into Massachusetts, Ellen Degeneres. On the way back down, Yasmine Bleeth, Richard Pryor and the Dukes of Hazzard. It was great. If I didn’t already know entirely too much about celebrities, I do now.
Now I’m back, and have to do laundry, kiss up to my dogs (who always hold a grudge after we’ve been away) and try to re-adjust to the stifling heat as we prepare for the humidity festival that is August. I’m glad to be home, though. And before I go begin settling in, two things: first, to the person who wanted to know if the Sherman Remy almost fights with at Bendo in Lullaby is the same Sherman that Kristy wants Macy to go out with in Forever, the answer is….quite possibly. Which is to say that I didn’t realize I’d used the name twice, but I really do kind of like the idea, so yes.
(This is something I always tell my students. If someone reads your work, and notices something very cool that was completely unintentional, you don’t look surprised and say, “Oh, gosh, I didn’t even realize that! That’s so neat!” No. You nod sagely, and slowly, and just smile in a knowing way, making clear you knew it all along. Seriously.)
And finally, for your Friday, and speaking of Lullaby, Remy and Dexter, in German:
have a good day everyone!