There is a fabulous article about my absolute heroine Lynda Barry in the NYT today. She’s a writer/artist/cartoonist, in case you’re wondering. Here’s her bio if you’re interested. (I did not know she dated Ira Glass.)
I can’t wait to get my hands on her book which I need like I need a hole in my head. For every book I read, I put three more in the pile. Even worse, I BUY three more for the pile. Today I was looking for something on Bob’s shelf. I didn’t find it but I did find a Flannery O’Connor paperback which includes Wise Blood which I’ve never read so I optimistically put in my to-read pile as if I would get to it anytime soon.
As usual, the day flew by and I feel like I barely made a scratch in all the things I wanted to do.