Several Nice Things
My Dove chocolate wrapper today told me to whisper in the dark. Of course, there were a lot of other empty wrappers lying around that might have told me other things, but that was the one I happened to flatten out and read so that’s got to mean something.
I am not so much for whispering in the dark. I am more for building big bonfires and jumping up and down and yelling. And we did build a big bonfire for my father the night after his funeral, my brothers built it, and the sparks rose right up to the moon. And you could see the flames shooting up from a quarter a mile away and the neighbors all called to see if this was on purpose.
I think La Chandeleur participants have made a very good effort here, along the same lines as bonfires but much cozier and safer to the surrounding woods. I’m going to wait until tomorrow morning just in case anyone decided to do it today, but tomorrow I’ll post links to all the fantastic pictures and blog posts about it, and announce the TRUFFLE WINNER.
Meanwhile, however, here are some other whispers. Or whistles. Or smiles.
Mimi and Nath have both posted wonderful reviews of Blame It on Paris. Go check out their sites! Because, you know, Nath is RIGHT about the chestnut hair, and Mimi is RIGHT about the Catholic upbringing.
Laume didn’t actually review Blame It on Paris on her site, but she sent me such a wonderful letter the other day that I am linking to her blog anyway because I’m sure we can all benefit from her warmth and wisdom. Also, she has the best email alias ever, so great, in fact, that I would find a way to commit email alias theft and steal it if it weren’t for the fact that it would be chutzpah on my part to use that alias. I feel, however, that she would not appreciate me posting her email address to every spam bot thing that passes by, so if you want to know what it is, you will have to go post comments on her site begging her to tell you. You never know! It might work.
But getting back to Mimi: Mimi is the author of a delicious blog called French Kitchen in America, so delicious, in fact, that if you want to know what I’m eating from here on out, all you have to do is go look at Mimi’s site and factor in a few days for me to have time to go grocery shopping. I am marinating the beef for her next-to-latest recipe right this minute. (I really am, Mimi.) And as she was inspired by certain of the cooking scenes in Blame It on Paris, I have invited her here to share a recipe that relates to the book and her thoughts about the recipe (because it is the combination of recipes, thoughts, memories, and photos that make her blog so beautiful). She’ll be blogging here Tuesday.
In other cool news, I will be on North Carolina Public Radio’s “The State of Things” for VALENTINE’S DAY! You can listen to podcasts if you aren’t in their broadcast area, so check it out. Or maybe don’t, because every time I hear myself talk, I sound like a little girl. I once recorded my voice mail message 50 million times trying to get a husky, Lauren Bacall authoritative-don’t-mess-with-me-unless-I-let-you ring to it, and at the 50 millionth time the phone company did an emergency breakthrough and asked me to please stop.
This is how sweet Sébastien is–when I said, “Oh, by the way, honey, I’m going to be doing this radio show Feb 14,” he did NOT say, “Oh, great, does that mean I don’t have to make a romantic dinner,” he said, “Feb 14? But–you can’t do it then! That’s Valentine’s Day! We’re supposed to spend it together.”
But it’s at noon, so all is good.
And FINALLY, most exciting, I AM THE FAB PICK OF THE MONTH over on Dee and Dee Dish…About Books. Yay!! Although I feel a little guilty about this, because I think dee may have been under the influence of chocolate when she picked me. (Is it just me, or does anyone else, after reading dee’s second comment to that link, envision a copy of Blame It on Paris with all the edges nibbled off to get the last bit of chocolate. I like this image so much that I have decided to make my agent include in my next contract the demand, right along with the tour plane and the cover double, that all my books be printed nibbled-on style.)
Anyway, what being the FAB pick means is that, one, dee thinks I am a Fabulous Author/Book. Or rather that Blame It on Paris is a fabulous book, not me, and they will be reviewing the book and interviewing me over there all week. Which makes me very proud and happy, so happy that I will be giving away copies all week to people who bop over there and comment. And MAYBE truffles, but you have to work for truffles. You have to tell a story.
In fact, if she wins again people will begin to Suspect Something.