Hello, hello! Plenty to discuss today. First, another piece of news I’ve had to keep quiet is now yours to know. I am reading with one of my very favorite people. It doesn’t get much better.
Amy Guth and Timothy Schaffert Reading
The Fixx Coffee Bar, 7:30 pm on
3053 N. Sheffield Ave. in Chicago
This is that awesome little coffee bar right by the Vic Theater. Know it and love it. The place is great, the owners are great. You’ll never want to set foot in a Starbucks again. This reading, ladies and gentlemen, is going to be great. You’ll love Timmy and his writing so, so, so much.
Next item on the agenda is a shameless vanterie sans scruple. I have another piece up over on Six Sentences today called “At Sevens”. Feel free. I’ll wait here while you check it out.
So, last night, a relative I haven’t seen in yeeeeears was in town, so we got together for dinner and caught up, which was a lovely time. After, a series of evens led me to be reminded how easily threatened I am when it comes to feeling vulnerable or weak. When did I turn into a fratboy? Feel vulnerable and act out? Great plan, Ames, great plan. It really accomplishes little but making me look neurotic instead of vulnerable, then feeling as if I must explain myself, which only leads to vulnerability anyway. Oy.
I’m working today on odds and ends today and getting ready to take off to Austin on Monday. Must go to the post office. Must. No fooling around. Oy.