Hey everybody. Well we had quite a time at Grace last week--Beth and Rachel were amazing, and they withstood the ultimate mercury retrograde moment at a reading series and shone all the brighter for it. Jessa was in the house and everyone was psyched to see her. Thanks to everyone who came out and had free pizza and beer and got yelled at by Ray and taken great care of by everyone else at Mo's in the before and after Ray moments.
I recuperated from last week's craziness this weekend, and answered questions from Anne about which famous men I think are hottest. Because I am Deep Dark and HOT like that. Deeeeeeep. "Moody, gothic" women writers=just like the rest of us. At the top of my list were Seth Rogen and Russell Simmons, and Anne scrunched up her face and said, "Um, the guy with the curly hair and the shorts?" thinking I meant, yeah, Richard Simmons. It's always good if you and your girlfriends like different kinds of guys, no?
Anne is working hard on the new F.I.T.T. (and some other exciting suprise projects) which should be here soon. I am working hard on getting another round of Girly printed up and revamping the other website and am not going to be blogging much but Emberly will be bringing you some of her dry California sunshine soon.
I leave you with this: more love from Chicago: Tess sends along this article from the Sun Times that points out how women are topping the bestseller list---they provide a list of books by women that have ruled the NYT Bestseller list this past year. What I find fascinating is that none of it is literary fiction (the only one you'd argue about is The Historian but I think it's hard to suggest that is much beyond a commercial thriller, although it was nice to read a thriller with lovely solid sentences in it) AND none of it is chick lit. What does this tell us? Hmmmmm. I will put my moody gothic brain to work and see what I come up with.