Hidden literary surprises!

Okay, a confession first of all for the hilarious and smart women of the East Point Literary Society... I ate the piece of cake y'all gave me. It was too good to pass up. So, I'll be on the treadmill this afternoon if anyone's looking for me.

I'm going to try to post a photo from the Chattahoochee Valley Writers Workshop this past weekend. It's poet Keith Badowski writing poems on demand at the conference, on an ancient and stylish Royal typewriter. (Blogger's got a problem with photos lately.)

Friday I gave a talk at the Columbus Public Library . If you are anywhere near Columbus, Georgia, I suggest you get to that library asap. This one terrific place! I love the Atlanta Public Library, but dudes, I'm jealous.

Saturday, I got a poem written for me (see above) and gave a workshop on Writing Through Grief. We had a good time, and applause for all the talented writers in the class!

Then, (whew) a reception at the Carson McCullers house in Columbus, where we watched a very short film clip of McCullers and a pushy TV interviewer in 1950. Very insightful and led to interesting conversation. While you're at the library, go to the McCullers house. It's close by, and the ephemera (including photos of John Huston visiting McCullers there) is worth seeing. They have a lecture series, too.

I got to hang out some with photographer and nonfiction author Sarah Campbell , who, it turns out, told me all kinds of cool things about Port Gibson, Mississippi, a place on which I have a serious Americana crush. (The old synagogue is outstanding.)

But we are not done, no!

Heading home, I'm glad I braved a gully-washing rainstorm and some grueling 1 mph freeway gridlock to visit the East Point Literary Society, aka my new favorite book club.

Did you know (I didn't) that if you turn the cover of Invisible Sisters upside down, it tells the book's story just as well, if not better? Raised the goose bumps on my arms.

Over and out. I need my rest!