I Think She's Fabulous

I went to a reading tonight for this book. I know the author tangentially, and maybe it's the starstruck Midwesterner in me, but I love going to watch/hear authors at book readings. I think it's the triple threat of sight (the author and the book), touch (holding the book), and sound (hearing the author speak). It's almost like ecstatic sensory overload for me, who fancies myself a writer (most of the time) and wants so badly to be in her shoes.

She slaved over this thing for six years, and it's good. Not trendy good or bring-her-the-Pulitzer-now good or she-hit-at-the-right-time good. It's just genuinely, quietly good. And I am so happy for her. I hope she goes to sleep tonight satisfied.