Saturday, December 29, 2012
I made my way to Body Combat early this morning. The snow began to fall just as I left. I allow myself to be lazy after workouts like that. To lie on a couch and dream a novel forward.
I write so slowly now. But I never mind the time I make to dream a novel forward.
In between I read the astonishing work being sent to me by the YoungArts writers; our literary future, ladies and gentlemen, is in excellent hands. I read, as well, Katrina Kenison's glorious new book, Magical Journey, of which I wrote not long ago. Look for a chance to win your own copy here, on New Year's Day. All you'll need to do is tell me what makes you quietly glad, and your name will be put into the hat.
Finally, I discovered, thanks to a little white-winged bird, that A.A. Omer, a reader of discerning tastes (in my humble opinion), placed Small Damages number one in her five-book list of the year's best writing. It joins the work of David Levithan, Moira Young, Ilsa Bick, and Wynne Channing. It is an act of greatest kindness. Thank you.