Always open & always there
I don’t have much to say about this week other than it was exhausting—I had to attend an advertising & PR industry award ceremony for my day job on Tuesday, including staying out until midnight at karaoke with coworkers. On a Tuesday?!
And lovely—I shed delightful tears at the annual gathering of poetry and friends at the Bell House featuring Hanif Abdurraqib, Sarah Kay, Anis Mojgani, and Clint Smith. J didn’t cry but he did get his Sarah Kay books signed. I love poets!
And fun—H took me around his hometown of Montclair since I did a panel at the Montclair Literary Festival with Matthew Salesses and Tracy O’Neill on literary athletics. A gift to be on the same panel as the author of Craft in the Real World, which I used to help write Chlorine! Even better to hang out with his kids! Plus, H took me to Holsten’s, the site of Tony Soprano’s fade to black, where I tried not to squeal like a tourist.
I’m grateful to my loved ones for always being there for me. Whether they are texting me comforting memes or letting me sit in their apartment randomly with zero notice because I’m feeling sad. Or showing up to sit on my stoop with a haul of cookies (hi N!) or with a haul of Winner and a copy of the novel they edited (hi E!) Or to sit on S’s balcony with me, our feet sticking out the railing. Inevitably we start to talk about love, which could be annoying to others, but this is the type of people my friends are—always open—and I love them very much.
See you next week! Enjoy the sunshine.