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I try not to let things get beyond me in this life, but the last few weeks were dense with work and pressure. I paid no attention to clocks, working as much as I could to complete a corporate project that has meant a lot to me. I wrote a few talks, prepared a workshop session, took care of some magazine work for clients.
In between was a certain book stock crisis, Google's announcement that my account (translation: my blog) had been violated and was no longer accessible, a lost camera, and lost glasses. Piles grew tidal around me (which is not a happy thing for a neat freak). The refrigerator emptied (save for a bottle of milk and a quarter stick of butter, perhaps a square of cheese, jello made in a moment of hunger). Bills sat unpaid. I wore clothes from another era because the right-era clothes were, shall we say, indisposed. I answered emails many days late, with what, I am sure, was an humiliating array of mistakes. There should be a book: Beth's Email Mistakes. The sequel: Beth's Blog Mistakes.
And books—at least a dozen books—came into the house and were placed in a growing teeter on the living room table. Julian Barnes' The Sense of an Ending. Diana Abu-Jaber's Birds of Paradise. A.S. King's Everybody Sees the Ants. Peter Spiegelman's Thick as Thieves. Philip Schultz's My Dyslexia. Benjamin Markovits's Childish Loves. Marc Schuster's The Grievers. Ann Hite's Ghost on Black Mountain. Anna Lefler's Chicktionary. More.
Can I just tell you how much I have missed reading books?
Today, on this freakishly autumnal snowy day, I will join my family of dance friends in the city to celebrate the joint 70 year old birthdays of a still-swinging couple. We'll stay overnight and brunch the next day with beloved friends in a white city, then head to a museum. I'm going to take one of these books with me. And then, come Sunday night, leaning into Monday morning, I am going to lie on a couch and do nothing but turn pages and return to the reader I am.
Thank you for putting up with all the recent launch news of You Are My Only. I'm eager to once again spend my time here talking about the books of others. That is why I created this space. That is what makes me happy.
3 Comments on In the stillness of now, last added: 10/30/2011
I hope you have an amazing day celebrating with your dance friends - and that you are able to sink into the fictional world another and let their words carry you away to a magical place. Be safe driving in all that snow!
See, I knew that would get your attention. But it's not me I'm talking about. Cross my heart with a pair of knitting needles (that's for you, Pam).
I'm talking about the The Chicktionary, the debut book by Anna Lefler, which is arriving in your stores and on your screen this coming week. The Chicktionary (Adams Media) is a book of terms, 450 or so of them. Terms women use or want to use or don't know they should use, but (if only they were as smart as Anna, or as daring) would. Anna Lefler, comedienne, is our pink-hued lexiconic guide. I got an early look at this (and an inside look at Anna's amazingly disciplined process) throughout the summer and early fall. Anna would send me a definition and I'd find it on my phone. I'd read it to whomever was gathered near. I'd leave the crowd in wet-eyed pieces.
They thought I was funny. Sniff.
So here's to Anna, and since I teased you up above, I'll give Baby Bump its moment, below. That leaves you with 449 terms or so to find and memorize on your own.
Baby Bump, noun
Also known simply as “bump,” this term refers to a woman’svisible pregnancy bulge. Anextremely common term among tabloid reporters and paparazzi, baby bump is usedmost often in reference to celebrities. Examples of this use include, “Grammy-winner Alicia Keyes showed off herbaby bump in a beaded, Empire-waisted sheath,” and “Paris Hilton’s alleged babybump was revealed to be nothing more than the aftermath of a SuperBurrito.” Although a campaign waslaunched recently to take the focus off of women’s tummies and redirectscrutiny to male celebrities’ midsections, the terms “beer bump” and “bratwurstbump” have yet to catch on.
4 Comments on Baby Bump (noun), last added: 10/16/2011
I admit, I've had one of those what-am-I-doing-with-my-life? days.
So when my friend Anna Lefler sent me this photograph just now from all the way across the country with the words, "It was just like this at B&N—I didn't touch the display," I decided (a nano-second) that I would put the picture on my blog.
I had no idea that THE HEART IS NOT A SIZE is a summer reading choice in sunny California. But I am glad and very grateful to know now that it is.
4 Comments on Crossroads School for Arts and Sciences and The Heart Is Not a Size, last added: 8/16/2011
Wow! I think I had a dream about that happening to one of my books, once (or a million times). Congratulations. Thanks for posting the picture. It gives me hope.
It may be true (I'm talking to you, Florinda, you) that I've never actually met Anna Lefler in person. But I have talked to this west-coaster countless times and for innumerable hours on the phone, shattered my fragile bones over her genius blog funnies, watched her perform on You Tube for the most sensational crowds (my own sensational snickering husband at my side), and been on this awed and grateful side of her steadying wisdom and stupendous generosity. I've interviewed Anna, and I've read her books in progress, kept her cards and icons and treasures on my sill and near my heart.
It wasn't long ago that my friend called with some news that she can now make public: Anna Lefler has her first book deal! She was sought out, thanks to her riveting blog. She said yes. She plunged in with the professionalism, discipline, and completely lovably twisted eye she brings to all things under the tilted sun and orbed-out moon. And you will not have to wait long for your copy of a book every woman will soon have.
From Publishers Marketplace:
Comedian and "Life Just Keeps Getting Weirder" blogger Anna Lefler's CHICKTIONARY: FROM A-LINE TO Z-SNAP, THE WORDS EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW, a humorous lexicon of the terms women use and what they're really saying when they use them, to Diane Garcia at Adams Media, for publication in October 2011, by Betsy Amster at Betsy Amster Literary Enterprises (World).
I'll admit: I've seen a few early entries. I'll admit again: I was sitting at the hair salon when Anna's most recent entry flew in over my phone. I read the final line to the ladies I was with. Here is what they, in unison, said:
Oh my gosh, that's going to be a bestseller!!!
Congratulations, Anna Lefler! I know I've never had a chance to give you a real-live hug. But I did see you floating down the street one day, high above the crowds. I took the picture here, so that I might someday say: I knew her when. I was in her audience.
5 Comments on My friend and comedienne extraordinaire Anna Lefler has a book deal, last added: 5/27/2011
This is FANTASTIC! I've seen a few of Anna's submissions for UrbanDictionary.com - as well as cracked up over her blog - and am sure this will be a hit. Thanks so much for sharing this, Beth!
Okay, how is it that there exists - somewhere - a parade float/Mardi Gras head-thing that looks *exactly* like me...and I knew nothing about it? You've been holding out on me, Kephart.
Thank you thank you, my dear friend, for this amazing post! I appreciate it - and your loving support - more than I can say.
Thank you, Melissa Walker, for asking me to tell the cover story of Dangerous Neighbors for your Barnes and Noble blog at Unabashedly Bookish.
Thank you, Holly Cupala, for inviting me to share some of the secrets behind Dangerous Neighbors (and to conduct a book giveaway) for your own wonderful blog.
Thank you, Deborah at Books, Movies, and Chinese Food, for your gorgeous review and for so kindly posting your thoughts on Amazon. What a kindness.
Thank you, Anna Lefler, beloved comedienne and faithful Twitterer.
Thank you, Mandy, for more than I can ever tell or say.
Thank you, Karen Mahoney, for this incredible blog nod (and a fantastic list of other blogs you cannot live without).
Thank you, Elizabeth Mosier, for your party-hat wearing (even if it did unsmooth your enviably smooth hair).
Thank you, Jay Kirk, Sy Montgomery, Katrina Kenison, J.C. Castner, Kate Moses, Hipwritermama, Erin McIntosh, Lorie Ann Grover, Melissa Middleman Firman, Jill Santopolo, Rody Gratton, Paul DiLorenzo, Andra Bell, Ivy Goodman, Nate, Nate, Laura, Kelly, Tirsa, Richard, Liz, Jan, Barbara, Jerry, Rosellen Brown, and Alyson Hagy.
Thank you, all of Egmont USA, and thank you, Amy Rennert, for calling, and thank those of you who encourage champagne and a little private reflection on a day that so much corporate work calls, and thank you any that I have inadvertently missed. I don't mean to miss goodness. Ever.
For so many reasons, this book feels like my first, ever.
I have all of you to thank for that.
16 Comments on A cover story, an interview, a giveaway, and unrecordable emotion, last added: 8/25/2010
YAY!!!! Oh, Beth, I am so thrilled for you ... congratulations on your 12th book ... truly amazing and inspiring! I just finished a post about YOU! :-) I loved "The Heart...", and shared some thoughts about it on my blog post today.
Beth, it is so fun to know the joy you had today. I've been meaning to tell you that your teacher's guide is incredible. I wish I were still homeschooling because I would definitely use it. It's simply perfect. You've found another talent.
A dear soul from a Colorado bookstore sent me this image yesterday—a gift of many proportions and a reminder that today The Heart is Not a Size is officially launched on the market.
Those who know far more than me—about how to share word of a book in a bookstore, about how to throw a book party, about how to create a Facebook fan page, about how to design a blog tour—are helping me in countless ways with this release, and I'll be forever grateful. Heart is my eleventh book. My second was the memoir, Into the Tangle of Friendship. Were I to return to Tangle after all these years, you better believe I'd be making room for a few new chapters.
Today the cover story for Heart is posted over at Melissa Walker's blog. Today Anna Lefler, that wild and crazy, smart one over at Life Just Keeps Getting Weirder informs us (which also means me) that there will be a Heart contest in her neck of the woods. Today I learn that there's a badge for Heart Facebook fans and a big blog tour planned. Last night I learned that Elizabeth Mosier has not just planned a Children's Book World party (in the Haverford book store, April 20, 7 PM), but like a party party. With watermelon juice and a pinata and salsa and Mexican chili-chocolate cookies (did you know there was such a thing?) and even a Beth Kephart trivia quiz as designed by her two brilliant actor/singer/writer daughters. (I hope I know at least two of the answers.)
Like I said, and I mean this:
I need to write a long addendum to Into the Tangle of Friendship. For now, this blog will have to serve as its proxy.
Great day!!! Looking forward to reading your new book - the cover is beautiful and looks so nice on display. I didn't have a camera with me on this rainy NJ day, but the bookstore was crowded and I told a few people, "Hey, I hear The Heart is Not a Size is a great book!" :)
HUGE CONGRATS! :) Wishing you much, much success with HEART. It's really amazing and deserves all the incredible support and acclaim it has received and will continue to earn.
I'll be the first to admit: I've been less than my sunshiney self of late—lots of snow, lots of late work nights, a winter cold, not enough Zumba, and one small snafu in the publishing business that had my heart sunk real low for a spell.
It was, therefore, a very happy thing, when my friend, the humorist Anna Lefler, wrote with a bit of Zumba-quality news this week: one of her pieces was up on the esteemed literary site, McSweeney's. I wasn't just happy for this unquestionably talented, supremely hardworking blogger/writer. I was happy to have cause to laugh out loud, a sound these four walls had not heard for awhile. Funny business is hardly easy business. Anna Lefler makes it seem like it is.
(I'm not going to tell you what her piece is about, by the way. You have to click on the link and read it.)
8 Comments on Funny Business, last added: 2/28/2010
I love McSweeney's and for some reason I do not have it bookmarked (do now), yet every so often I stumble across it somewhere and then I have to spend all day reading through it. Love Anna's "note" at the end: "If you are unable to locate two (2) breasts in the sports bra, do not become alarmed as they are likely nearby." Thanks for the giggle!
BTW, my friend Anna wrote, my daughter and I want to see your fanciful jacket.
And since today is a day in which no one is pressing, nothing is pushing, my mind is unspooling, and my thoughts are easy, I grabbed my camera, went upstairs, and stood before the only mirror in this house that is bigger than 12 inches by 12 inches. I actually never see myself from head to toe, which is probably a good thing. But at least the jacket is short, and I could snap this picture.
Whee! You are the coolest and Morticia and I love your jacket! (We also love your bedspread, but didn't want to sound all creepy-stalky on your blog. Oops. Too late.)
I am not me. I am merry-go-round whirling. I am dizzy.
First My Friend Amy and Presenting Lenore cook up this not-to-be-believed virtual (surprise) launch party for Nothing but Ghosts—replete with prizes, with urgings, with viral enthusiasms. Their friends friend the initiative. Momentum builds. Conversations unfold: Can bloggers shape the book industry? Is there power in blogger suggestion? A party becomes a dialogue. A dialogue becomes a story. I watch, stunned—the woman who still thinks of herself as the loner in high school.
Then, today, I wake to discover that my friend, humorist and novelist (yes, she's a novelist; I'm reading her it-will-be-published-soon novel right now) Anna Lefler, has kicked off an extravaganza all her own. I mean: An. Ex.Tra.Va.Gan.Za. Featuring a Beth Kephart tour bus (how does she do those things?), an ocarina, and a bootleg interview conducted (in Anna's trademark so-smart-it-can't-be-slapstick style) with yours truly (when I received her questions I started to laugh; as I answered I kept laughing). Featuring prizes that you have to see to believe ($150 Amazon gift card anyone?).
I know that life isn't always like this. In fact, it rarely is. Nothing but Ghosts is my tenth book. What happens here, what happens now, is not, for an instant, taken for granted. It is a surprise. It is a miracle. It is this moment in time that I will return to, years from now. Remember when?, I'll say.
15 Comments on The Bootleg Nothing but Ghosts Interview/Major Prizes/Stunned Author, last added: 7/8/2009
Ms Kephart, Miss Lefler, thank you, I needed my smiling muscles exercised....
Looking forward to reading the Ghost story, with or without the killer bees... But then I must wait for 2 - two - months to know who killed who, as Amazon has decided to ship books to Europe by sail these days....
It's an honor to do my small part to help spread the word - and hats off to all the bloggers out there (your many, many friends) who have taken up the banner as well.
Cheers to you, Beth, and the art you create that enriches our world.
Beth, Anna! Truly, I'm still hiccupping with delighted mirth - one of the funniest, most compelling interviews I've ever read. I defy anyone, after reading that stellar Q & A not to buy Ghosts.
Beth, you are up there in the constellations - a shining star...with Anna right there next to you.
I was also swept away by your reading - a beautiful, mellifluous addition to a superb book. More, please.
I called Anna Lefler as the sun was setting, and we talked as the sun fell down—my eye on the purpled sky and the silhouetted tree (all its buds still in a clench). Purpled to dark, dark to the only lit thing being the moon, which is full and gorgeous this night. Have you gone outside? Have you seen it?
I'd been telling Anna about my day—an up and down day, intense from its four a.m. start. I'd been saying, Once upon a time I wrote a book that I believed in, a very different kind of book. I'd been saying, Today, Anna, on the very edge of this edgy day, I received an extraordinary letter about that book. A letter. A validation. A surge of hope. Hope, Anna, I said. A new moon rising.
I will not cook tonight, I said.
I will wear my new shoes, I said.
And you will write, Anna said, about the famines.
About the famines?
About how we have to fully own the famines, because after the famines come feasts.
5 Comments on The Feast that Follows Famine, last added: 4/10/2009
There was hardly a soul in the restaurant last night by the time my husband and I made our way to it. The streets were thick with ice and the snow that had been falling all day long kept rising back up with the wind and snapping. I had my blackberry with me because I always do, because it is my one connection across hundreds of miles to my son; I want to be near if he wants to talk. And so there we were, and there was the blackberry, and there was cold outside and a certain emptiness in my heart—a sadness stemming from news encountered earlier in the day.
Toward the end of the meal (appetizers, only), that little red blackberry light went off, and I checked to see to whom it might belong. It was Little Willow, of all people, a forerunner blogger of forerunner bloggers, who was out there doing smart book talk in advance of most of the world.
Guess who has a book recommended in this month's issue of readergirlz? she wrote. You do! You do! The postergirlz picked UNDERCOVER as a recommended read, along with our main March pick, THE ADORATION OF JENNA FOX by Mary E. Pearson.
I try hard not to cry at things that are not life and death related, but no amount of resolve stopped my tears with this. Because who are those readergirlz? They are Lorie Ann Grover, dancer, writer, illustrator, thinker. They are Justina Chen Headley, former executive and now author of such supremely successful and lovely, intelligent books as NORTH OF BEAUTIFUL, her latest, which earned three starred reviews and is getting incredible responses across the blogosophere. They are Melissa Walker, and we all know Melissa—beloved author of the VIOLET series and fashionista, who reports on her Manhattan travels so that the rest of us can be voyeurs. They are Dia Calhoun, the acclaimed authoress, and Holly Cupala, whose first novel is due out in 2010. And in essential supporting roles there are those like Miss Little Willow herself, HipWriterMama (a blogger I admired for so long from afar, a writer, and interviewer extraordinaire), and the delightfully popular Miss Erin, rising actress and poet and friend (and daughter of sometimes actress, rising photographer, and always friend Sherry!).
They are, in other words, women I have long respected. Women who are out there making a difference with their voices and their opinions.
UNDERCOVER stands as a March pick among books that I'd be proud to be associated with on any day of any week: MEMOIRS OF A TEENAGE AMNESIAC, FRANKENSTEIN, GRACELING, NOT QUITE WHAT I WAS PLANNING: SIX-WORD MEMOIRS BY WRITERS FAMOUS AND OBSCURE, and WALDEN.
I don't know about you, but sometimes electronic hugs, as first delivered upon my heart by Anna Lefler, are not enough.
Still:
(((thank you)))
25 Comments on And Then I Cried, last added: 3/4/2009
Congrats! Now I'm going to have to find the time to check out all these links you've provided... which I suspect are going to lead me to many more good reads. :-)
Aack! Oh, Beth, I do not deserve to be mentioned in this post that celebrates the continued achievements of your TERRIFIC book, Undercover AND the amazing work of the Superwomen that make up the bookloving, booksharing,very generous readergirlz.
I'm so happy that Undercover is on the recommended list this month. And I can't help but say that I look forward to a month, someday, in which one of your books gets chosen as the main pick, so that teens (and other fans~)will get good and saturated with BK inspiration. Cheers!
Congratulations on the book selection! And I'm glad to know I'm not the only long-distance mom who keeps her cell phone nearby just in case her son needs to talk :-).
Beth, you write so beautifully - I would love to read more. Where can I access/order your books?
Sending an electronic hug: *squeeze*
Also saw a clip of Anna Lefler doing stand-up - her blog has me laughing out loud any time there's a new post, and seeing her live sure as heck didn't disappoint! That lady rocks, and so do you. *another squeeze*
Ever since bursting onto the scene with her consistently brilliant humor blog, Life Just Keeps Getting Weirder, Anna Lefler has shaken the whole ‘net up like the one-woman show that she is. Awards have come her way, awards by the wagon load. Invitations to speak. Legions upon legions of commentators—dueling commentators, even, all seeking to do justice to Anna’s posts. And all the while, Anna hides behind her mustache (is that mustache a meme? is it a style?), never letting her humor run dry. On Mondays and Thursdays, reliably, she ushers her boredom-shucked fans straight out to the edge of hysteria. She leaves us gasping for air, and grateful.
Wondering how she does all that? Indeed. So was I.
Anna, your brand of humor transcends. It’s edgy but never unkind. It’s bold yet hardly brassy. It’s painfully honest and, nevertheless, it makes us deliriously happy. Comedy, you once reminded me, equals tragedy + time. But at what point in your life did you begin to understand that the very thing that hurts us most can also be thing that redeems us?
I think the first unarticulated inklings were in junior high, a very tough time for me during which I relied heavily on making people laugh in order to ease the pain of feeling like an outsider. I’ve gained a deeper understanding in the last few years by doing stand-up and by devoting myself to writing, both humorous and otherwise. I’m fascinated by that shore where comedy laps over mishap and pain. That contact point is very powerful.
What was your first true moment as a comedienne?
I would say my first stand-up show. I have a flashbulb memory of waiting in the wings as the MC introduced me and feeling that many roads had converged to carry me to that place. Then, a few moments later, the memory follows of looking out into the audience and seeing strangers laughing, pounding the tables. That was magical and true.
You’ve done stand-up. You’ve entertained crowds. You’re quick as a whip with this odd saying, that perfectly bizarre but fitting analogy. (Plus you have a dedicated kick boxer’s arms and still, we love you. Still.) How does the funny demanded by stand-up differ from the funny inherent in a successful humor blog?
I think stand-up invites a certain outrageousness and physicality that goes along with having a handful of minutes on a live stage. Every second counts and the material must be condensed to maximize the number of laughs generated in a small time slot. On the humor blog, the humor lives or dies on the silent page - you’re not there to deliver the material with your voice and body. This is demanding in a different way, but the nice thing is there’s no clock running, so you can take the time to build the more delicate connections and surprises that would not have enough impact in a live club performance.
Your blog requires you to be a techno-genius—a bad photographer on a good day, a stage designer, a montage queen, a caricature artiste. How, Anna? How have you acquired all those skills? How much time do you spend fashioning a blog post?
I love doing things with my hands. I feel my way along and experiment to realize something I’ve imagined. My tools are probably pretty crude (I don’t know PhotoShop, for instance). The posts that rely on visuals for laughs tend to come together pretty quickly, because once I know the concept, I just run around the house and set up the shots and, when necessary, enlist my children as grips.
You live in southern California, but you dream of Texas-sized storms and smoked-up cowboys. You’ve herded cattle and marched flashy suits (and killer shoes) down the halls of corporate America. You’ve got more degrees than I have eye shadow colors (okay, so I only have two). What about the life you are now living surprises you most of all?
What surprises me most is that I still feel in many ways like the goofball I was when I was young – wearing my gym shorts on my head for a laugh or smearing my face against a sliding glass door to entertain the people inside. I thought I’d grow out of all that, but apparently not – she’s alive and well inside me. I expect every day to be busted for impersonating an adult.
You call your husband Jon Bon Jovi, your daughter Morticia, and your son Gomez. You are a collector of nicknames, obviously. What is the most telling nickname that has been bestowed on you, and who bestowed it?
My husband will call me “Sally,” as in the Peanuts character. It started years ago when we were watching “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown,” and Sally was on this tirade against Linus because she’d missed tricks or treats to sit out all night with him waiting for the Great Pumpkin (who never arrived). She felt so wronged, so misled. “I demand restitution!” she yelled, pounding her fist into her hand. Jon Bon Jovi turned and pointed at me with this look of revelation on his face and said, “You’re Sally!” Apparently, certain parties think I can get worked up about things at times. They may be on to something with that.
41 Comments on Anna Lefler/Humorist: The Interview, last added: 2/24/2009
"You’re quick as a whip with this odd saying..." Indeed, I have so many odd sayings stuck in my head thanks to Anna. They randomly float through my mind and make me laugh months and even years later. I don't know where she gets them. Loved the interview.
I, too, love Anna's blog, and to see a little more of her, her more serious side, in your interview was nice. Now I'll go back to her crazy blog and do some giggling.
I love the interview and seeeing another side of Anna. Her voice in the interview is similar to the sweetness and honesty that shows when she comments on blogs.
I also think she might treat us to a phot of her with the underwear on her head one day.
Please don't be jealous of me, but I get to see Anna every single week, which is a great thrill for me and the other writers in our midst. She really is as brilliant in person as she is on her blog. And her shoes are always amazing. We're still getting used to the moustache, though.
Anna sets the fuse and laughter showers the globe with bright sizzles and pops. A brilliant interview and an insight into a lady who is surely a comic genius. And I don't say that disingenuously - I really mean it. She is singular.
Thing about Anna is, she has even made my Hubby Man laugh, and that is amazing (he's pretty stoic) -- but her post about technology (wires in the closet) really brought forth a big guffaw from his belly! ;-)
What a great interview, Beth. I am honored to know Anna IRL (although we met blogging), and I can tell you, that woman is going places. And she's speeding. So if you see her on the road, just pull over and let her by. You'll thank me for saving your life.
Many thanks to you all who stopped by to see The Unveiling (we'll call it) today. It appears that cocktails were promised somewhere along the way, and that Vodka Mom seeks out a waitress
Vodka Mom, I'm a damn fine waitress. I do the cooking, too.
It takes a pretty intriguing moment to pull me onto a blog or anything that requires me to wait for another URL to link me anywhere.... I'm too busy... but dang it Anna, I'd follow you all the way to the bathroom... and I have. Incidently, she made me laugh right next to her in the dang stall, she can let go and let God, so to speak. I too, have the privilege of sitting with her every week, on a couch, that is, and listening to her pearls and tickles and hints into the depths of her psyche, it is my pleasure entirely.... xoxoxo
It takes a pretty intriguing moment to pull me onto a blog or anything that requires me to wait for another URL to link me anywhere.... I'm too busy... but dang it Anna, I'd follow you all the way to the bathroom... and I have. Incidently, she made me laugh right next to her in the dang stall, she can let go and let God, so to speak. I too, have the privilege of sitting with her every week, on a couch, that is, and listening to her pearls and tickles and hints into the depths of her psyche, it is my pleasure entirely.... xoxoxo Jo-e
What a great interview and I looking forward to poking around on this blog. Anna as always is a total rock star... She's such a generous and nice blogger you can't hate on her for being so pretty and funny.
So that I went out (between client calls and a dance lesson) searching for vivid. And I knelt down to the snow that had gained a patina (in the chilled night) of ice. I wondered, for a moment, what it might be to separate, from all the white, a snow crystal, a single one. Bending down, kneeling then, I felt Anna's scarf unravel. When it fell, it was the vivid thing that I'd been searching for all along.
After reading your blog for a time, now, and "getting to know" your commenters a little, this all seems very appropriate. Yes, Anna Lefler, to help provide the Vivid.
I took some photos of a playground covered in snow last week. Fun pictures but your picture gets more at the playful heart that I was trying for. :) Maybe I'll post mine later this week.
And thanking that most remarkable Anna Lefler, who graced my life with J. Crew before the whole nation was clamoring for Crew, sent me flowers that still sit here, whole, and remarked on 36 pages of a newly made book with the words I absolutely needed just then.
And I'm thanking you, too, Miss Jill Santopolo. Despite the fact that our ships cross in the night, and also because of it. (And also despite the fact that you own better shoes than I ever will. But we knew that. For years we did.)
So exciting. Stories need time, don't they? I know publishers don't often want to give that, but it seems like the books that open up to full bloom have been tended for quite awhile. Have fun!
Oh, next time you come to Manhattan, we should make time for shoe shopping. Dig through the sales and find the loveliest ones, and then galavant around town together, instead of just passing in the night as we work on our projects and type our words in our separate cities.
I hope you have an amazing day celebrating with your dance friends - and that you are able to sink into the fictional world another and let their words carry you away to a magical place. Be safe driving in all that snow!
Have fun and peace this weekend!
I hope you had a great time with the dance friends.