It's Reunions time at Princeton, and as this is a "big" one I'm off on hiatus. To the left is a photo from my 20th reunion a few years ago hahaha. Indeed, "Liar's Dice" wasn't invented by "Davy Jones " on the Flying Dutchman, but rather at Tiger Inn. I'm excited...nervous. Should be great!
Will be halting briefly at Book Expo America at the Javits Center in NYC, and kvetching with my book agent. A friend who runs an African American-themed bookclub in North Carolina asked me what the "African American Pavilion" was at BEA. One of her clubmates came to BEA here in DC last year, and while she was caught up in the "star-gazing" and the flurry of bodies, it didn't appear much got done. Well, I've always considered this our own personal Soweto, our sad Indian reservation chaulked off by "Mr. Charlie and Missy Anne." Inside our compound, we are free to the self-indulgent and the mediocre stuff flooding the "Black" section of your local Barnes & Noble. ;-) It's sad when we celebrate--even encourage--being shoved off in a corner.
Still, I'm looking to hanging my fellow authors, even if it's only for a hot second before I race back to Ol' Nassau...