It was a very humbling experience to look into the eyes of a stranger who has forked over their hard-earned cash (and a pile of it, I have to add; it’s a real stretch to buy a hardcover in today’s economy) on pure *faith*. This may sound gooberish but when I sit down to work tomorrow (after hauling my sorry worn-out self home with Ann and Camille and Julie later today), I will have fire in my wheels because now the job is serious: there are real flesh-and-blood *people* who I now work for. Before, I was just amusing myself; now, I want to be worthy of readers.

Thank you Elyse for caring about books. You’re amazing. I hope you get, like, a giant NEA grant that you can use to build a clubhouse that serves all that fried chicken and hell YES potato skins and maybe some of the yummy but mysterious “snack that go well with beers” that we had in Koreatown last night…

XO

Looking forward to cracking the spine on Bad Day For Sorry.

I’m glad you’re going Saturday! Just tell her “the Nerd made me do it.”

I’m seeing Sophie tonight, 7 p.m. at the Burbank Library. Anybody else going, please say hello.

Your butt will be numb at the Egyptian but that’s gonna be fun. Will you write about all your weekend activities? I’d love to hear about your pop culture overload.