Guess where I am
it is a place I haven't been since I was 16
Bonjour, mes amis!
You are correct! I am in Paris. Pourquoi, you say? Because Ladyteen is hitting the heights—the lovely young thing is 16 years old on Saturday and I decided that I would take her back to my teenaged stomping grounds.
Next week, perhaps I will have some stories from the trip, but for now, I am simply enjoying the cobblestones (hm…kinda like Tribeca) and the terraces (a bit like FiDi) and the gorgeous French baguettes (try La Parisienne on 9 Maiden Lane if you need a little taste of what we’re having.)
I did no creative writing this week (augh!) instead I tried to kick out a grant (not sure how that one will go) and I set up for the Pen Parentis Literary Salon that I co-host with Christina Chiu (recently recovered sort of from Covid) on the day after I return (with stellar guests: Alice Kaltman, Ami Sands Brodoff, and Julie Steil)—and I get to introduce the newest Fellow—Sarah Courteau who did Pen Parentis a great honor by coming all the way from the Bronx, where she lives now, to Park Slope, where we had our amazing Mutha-Magazine-co-hosted Brooklyn Book Festival Event. (Except that co-host got Covid too, so there was a lot less hosting than reading)
A famous New Yorker Artist actually sketched me (and some of the luminaries who appeared on the stage):
Okay my pretties, je suis fatigué. Let’s see how I do on Tuesday at the Salon.
Want to watch me try to keep my eyes open through the jet lag? Should be fun! grab your tickets here. Show starts at 7pm Eastern Time on October 11, which is also my brother in law’s birthday. See how we went full circle there? Just like the earth around the sun.
Paris. Jealous.
Bon Voyage!