This is what I did last night.
(This is the Before picture. The After picture is much sadder.)
Last night was the Minnesota Book Awards Gala Celebration (or, as the MC described it, the Oscars for Minnesotan book nerds), and besides a plateful of desserts, it meant that I got to meet or re-meet some very nice people, sign books for lots of enthusiastic readers, and see the cover of
The Shadows glowing on huge screens all around a massive, sparkly ballroom. Pete Hautman took home the award in the Young People's Literature category, which I think was no surprise to anyone but him. I felt flattered just to be sitting at the same signing table with Pete, Swati Avasthi, and Lynne Jonell. The Minnesotan literary community is both quite large and quite tightly knit, and almost everyone seemed to know almost everyone else, and to either have taught or have been taught at the Loft Literary Center. (Case in point: Julie Schumacher, who presented the award in our category, mentioned that three of the four nominees were her former writing students. Guess which one of us wasn't.) So I felt a bit like the new kid at school, but it was a friendlier school than most. And it was a school with cheesecake.
Leading up to that adventure was a nine-day trip to Oregon and back, during which we encountered floods, icy mountains, rising gas prices, mid-April blizzards, and the sad news that our friend George's 1976 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham d'Elegance (which, besides having the longest name, was also the longest car ever mass-produced in the U.S.) would not be up to the trip from Portland back to Minnesota. On the advice of an un-encouraging mechanic, we ended up in a much less visually stunning rented Mazda hatchback. Sigh. Oregon, however, was lovely. I made a brief school visit (Thanks, Parrish MS!), spent time with the wonderful west coast Wests, and even got to play on the beach with a wet dog, which is the very best way to visit any beach, anywhere.
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(With Ryan and said wet dog, who is creating the illusion of having only two legs.)
I've let far too much material pile up since my last entry, but for now I'll just make brief mentions of other fantastic school visits, and of filming a promotional trailer/preview/interview for
Spellbound, and of weaving my way through a round of Volume Three revisions, and of spending a week as writer-in-residence at Glacier Hills Elementary School of Arts and Science...in large part because this will just give me more material to gush about later.