November 16, 2010

Judith Viorst-a-thon

My Viorst-a-thon begins tonight, after a few weeks of brewing. Which began when I got her picture book Sunday Morning out of the library, and completely fell in love with its mischievous narrator, silhouette illustrations, and wonderful Viorstian prose. And then I was turned on to the fact that Judith Viorst has also written a memoir about the adult Alexander (of the no good, very bad day), a comedy murder mystery, psychology books, and I already knew about her poetry. I want to read it all! But how, as my to-be-read pile continues to totter and grow with every day? By banishing the rest of it, of course, and immersing myself in Judith Viorst and the massive range of her work for as long as it takes. Everything else can wait…