Tuesday, August 7, 2012
In fact, I don't know the word, so I'll tell you a story.
Lynn emailed me this afternoon around 2:45, say. By 3:15, we were on the phone, chatting. Shortly after that I chased after some corporate work, got into the car, sped off to Ardmore, learned a new dance step with John Larson, and got back into the car. My phone was blinking. It was Lynn. The interview is up, she said.
I don't even know how she did that, but there it is. Lynn has always had many talents. I'm grateful that she has shared hers with me today.
The interview—which talks about Small Damages, the power of trusting your publishing house, "instant" success, and (I blush) sleep—can be found here.