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More books, authors and events.
Yes. There were more writer events this weekend. We went to The Eagle Eye Book Shop in Decatur.
This is my friend David Fulmer. He’s a great writer. If you don’t know his stuff. You should.
This is me and Kari making a Fulmer Sandwich. His request. Photo by his lady.
And the following video is of a reading of the first chapter of his new book, Lost River , by an adorable actress named Portia.
See a recent LOST RIVER review here. Buy the book and his others here.
After the reading we went out for a few Belgium …
Supporting the Arts.
This is my friend Karen with our author pal, Jack Riggs.
not sure why I was looking past, over and above the camera… but I look as happy as I felt for Jack’s success.
Buy his book HERE. The Fireman’s Wife.
No, I wasn’t telling him how to sign the book, I think I was telling him to stay away from frou-frou Fireman type drinks.
We sat in a hot hot hot ( FIRE!) library auditorium and listened to Jack read about Cassie and Peck, and then we went here to cool down in the 20degree Hotlanta weather.
Fun change …
Happy, again. For a writing friend.
Yay, Jack!
check him out, here if you’re local.
And buy the book here, for anyone, if I didn’t already hit you up on the Facebook Events.
And no, I’m not his publicist.
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I read all the wrong books this year.
I try to read 52 books a year. This year I took a month off and still managed to read 63, but according to the NYT, I am not the best person to ask about books.
Their recent list of the 100 most notable books of 2008, lists 48 fiction books that I never even opened. I’m not even going to the non-fiction side of the list.
It’s not that I didn’t know about these great new releases, in fact I listened to interviews with more than 7 of the authors and heard in-depth reviews of more than 20 of …
Some of my favorite men not only write but read, too.
More from the Decatur Book Festival, for your viewing and listening pleasure.
Billy’s new book of poems is Ballistics. Fantastic.Hear as Billy Collins reads
My friend Jack Riggs reads from his new book, The Fireman’s Wife. Watch for it early next year.
Robert Olen Butler read from his book, Intercourse. Great, as usual.
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Bloggin' Like A Mother!
Last weekend I attended the Decatur Book Festival. For all the crazy fun and wonderfulness that weekend brought, you’d think I’d have a few pictures. I do. And something to say.
Of course I do.
Let’s start here- with BLOGGERS!
This is Kristen Chase of Motherhood Uncensored and Mir Kamin of Woulda Coulda Shoulda.
See how pretty they are? See how happy they look? You would never guess one was recuperating from her own fun-filled evening battling food poisoning and the other is about to give birth- any minute now.
Go read their blogs. Buy their book.Say thank …
Famous people, crazy people
This weekend in Atlanta two different groups gather. Downtown over 20,000 people will attend DRAGON *CON. It is a huge deal. There’s a parade and everything.
I have a short list of people I’d like to see, including Mickey Dolenz, Adam West and Nathan Fillion…
Southeast of downtown in a small artsy town, many others will wander around Decatur for the annual Book Festival. There will be poetry, fiction, history, writing classes, book sales, panels with best sellers, readings by Pulitzer prize winners, cooking classes and stuff for the kids, plus my fav pub with one of the best selections …
Porchin' it rhymes with fortunate. Unless you want a Bloody Mary.
Ah. The view from this wide wraparound porch off the B&B was tough to leave.
Especially on a Sunday, when the town below doesn’t start serving beer or wine until 12:30 and won’t break out the hard liquor all day.
Gotta love those Baptists.
We managed to get along anyway, having drowned our potential hangovers in a four and a half foot deep hot tub at 2 AM until dark o’thirty. Girlfriends are great travel companions.
We wandered around the town seeing folk art like this
then sat in a cool stone house to hear people like this
talk about …
Porchin’ it rhymes with fortunate. Unless you want a Bloody Mary.
Ah. The view from this wide wraparound porch off the B&B was tough to leave.
Especially on a Sunday, when the town below doesn’t start serving beer or wine until 12:30 and won’t break out the hard liquor all day.
Gotta love those Baptists.
We managed to get along anyway, having drowned our potential hangovers in a four and a half foot deep hot tub at 2 AM until dark o’thirty. Girlfriends are great travel companions.
We wandered around the town seeing folk art like this
then sat in a cool stone house to hear people like thistalk about …
Wait. I'm supposed to stay home? With them?
Yesterday was elementary and high school orientation. Each kid had their MOM moment, a one on one time to show off their skills and personality, to wow Mom with their growth, intelligence and witticisms- to impress teachers and principals, to re-establish friendships that had waned over the summer, and to make comments on and about EVERYTHING.
From the way the school halls smelled to the lame seating, to the class room roster to the weight Mr. X gained and the color of Mrs. P’s hair.
I swear, I don’t know where they get it.
By the end of the day …
