Book club, second meeting
Stupid strep throat.
The lads gathered Thursday at the Canoe Club for beer and french fries ("hand-cut kennebec potatoes, sweet chili & sour cream," says their online menu, but such cold words for such beauty) for a conversation about Terence Young's first novel, After Goodlake's, featuring Terence Young himself.
Yes, my book club got the month's chosen author to come to a meeting, and I was at home sleeping the fitful and interminable sleep of the recently penicillined. He was a very good honorary member, I hear, full of insight and warmth even before the fries arrived.
Next month is Cormac McCarthy's The Road -- no word on whether he'll make the trip out. They really are good fries, though, if anyone knows Mr. McCarthy. Our questions will be better than Oprah's, and -- OK, we can't compete with your shiny new Pulitzer.
The lads gathered Thursday at the Canoe Club for beer and french fries ("hand-cut kennebec potatoes, sweet chili & sour cream," says their online menu, but such cold words for such beauty) for a conversation about Terence Young's first novel, After Goodlake's, featuring Terence Young himself.
Yes, my book club got the month's chosen author to come to a meeting, and I was at home sleeping the fitful and interminable sleep of the recently penicillined. He was a very good honorary member, I hear, full of insight and warmth even before the fries arrived.
Next month is Cormac McCarthy's The Road -- no word on whether he'll make the trip out. They really are good fries, though, if anyone knows Mr. McCarthy. Our questions will be better than Oprah's, and -- OK, we can't compete with your shiny new Pulitzer.
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Honestly, look at who's teaching in the local colleges; who's had a novel out in the last three years; and who scores well for involvement on ratemyprofessors.com - people will read for a warm body who's showing up!
(I should probably say this stuff in email rather than a blog -- but then again, I've only got maybe a half-dozen regulars.)