I had so much fun reading last night at Scratchpad. I met some nice writery folks, drank a beer that wasn’t Miller High Life or PBR and actually enjoyed it, and people totally laughed out loud at my piece and clapped for me! I might post the shorter piece on this blog later in the week, even though it has nothing to do with clothes.
I know I talked about my dad’s book to some people after the readings were over, so here’s a link to his website so you can buy his book and read the sex scene that traumatized me for life. Thanks a lot, Dad.
Seriously, though, I really enjoyed his book, and just knowing that he wrote a novel is comforting to me. Usually, I think about people writing novels and I feel tired in the same way that I do when I think about people doing triathlons. Knowing that my dad wrote an entire book while still having a job and a social life and being super in love with my mom gives me hope for my own future in writing.
Now get going on that sequel, Dad, because I wanna know what happens next!
Sweet Disorder 