May 28, 2006

Weekend was

Weekend is pizza night and wine and celebratory cake on the front porch and getting to bed eventually but not remembering the details as to how and helping Jennie move at 9:00 the next morning and feeling gross and shopping without financial woes and clearing out the herbal tea department because we’re just that wild and crazy and biking to buy new capris which are now just called “cropped pants” and then to St. Lawrence market and asparagus and blackberries and Nicholas Hoare and bbq and finishing the wonderful Two Solitudes and reading newspapers and magazines and sleeping well and brunch with wonderful funny friends and then along Queen to Type Books where we bought Spacings and then biking through Trinity Bellwoods to home and my dad comes for tea with groceries in tow and when he goes we read the paper on the porch and eat more celebratory cake and alas the weekend now is over was but my goodness, it was marvelous.

Here for Coupland in The Guardian. On what prizes and festivals have done to fiction. Go here for some thoughts on the confessional anthology, which is apparently “the new memoir”. Vanessa Redgrave and Joan Didion talk about the stage version of The Year of Magical Thinking.

In personal book news, I am reading nothing at the mo. Tonight I’ll start Missing Sarah by Maggie De Vries, the story of a woman whose sister was one of the sx workers missing in Vancouver. It was nominated for a Governor General’s Award in 2003 and the author’s aunt is Jean Little, which I thought was interesting. It will be my 70th book of the year, and the last book I read before The Grest Summer Re-Reading Project begins on June 1st.