a thousand rosy riveters
Sorry about being absent; I have been hosting rock stars. Vienna Teng and Dani Linnetz came through town Saturday night to play downtown at the Grill, and the sofa-bed was ready for them. It was a typical Tucson visit: Scrabble, Mexican food, the cat bothering everyone, everyone admiring the giant terrycloth chicken. Vienna took advantage of the stop to count up the considerable amount of cash earned thus far on tour, which made it look like drug deals were taking place in my apartment.
Recently it occurred to me that, with this spate of book deals and college friends hitting it big and whatnot, I can now spend something like a solid half hour on Amazon clicking around things produced by people I know personally—and these are the people more or less my age, not the teachers/mentors, who would form an entirely separate list. I don't mean this in a snarky name-dropping way; it's just heartening to see that the world actually does reward talent to an extent. The barrier is permeable. These people who are making it, they're just people, if that makes sense. We can do this.
Julia made pirate penguin posters!
