Monthly archives: May 2011Entries found: 3
Above was my costume for Halloween circa ’91. Jess was Baby Elvis.
I’ve been living on what looks like the set for Wuthering Heights for a week now. Eerily beautiful curling fog and the sun a distant memory. Just a week ago Chris and I were in Kansas City, where it was ninety-three degrees! My reception was just as warm at KCUR, where we did an interview, then at Unity Temple where I did a reading, and the next day at the UCP “Hats Off to Mothers” fundraiser, where I was keynote speaker (I didn’t wear a hat, but almost everyone else did). I came back to another reading with Julia Glass (“The Widower’s Tale”) for the friends of the Newton Library. Julia is a writer of exquisite prose and memorable characters. She is also funny and had on red shoes I actively coveted. I hope we meet again. I grew up in Newton and had friends in the audience I’ve known since we were literally crawling under the kitchen table together while our mothers had coffee above.
On the day of the keynote in Kansas City (four hundred people! Fear! Trepidation!), I checked my emails and my “word a day” came up (if you don’t subscribe, you’re missing out: www.wordsmith.org–and it’s free). There was a quote at the end from Edith Wharton: “There are two ways to reflect light: be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.” Jesse was the candle, and I thought that when I talked to those people, I should just try to reflect his light.
Now if only the sun would come back….