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December 6, 2005

Holiday Party at Books of Wonder

So Herm and I went to the "author/illustrator/related" party at Books of Wonder, and had a good time. Ate some cheese, drank some wine, talked books, talked projects, laughed a lot. It was good fun. As always, we were surrounded by so many great books. Every time I am in that store (or really, any good bookstore), I am simply awed. Awed by all the talent and beauty and lore, and awed that I get to be a part of it.

Talked a little bit about possibly working on a project with Michael Buckley, something he is writing now? Who knows what will come of it, but it was nice to be thought of (as illustrator) for a project. He and his wife were very good people, friendly. I have to send Alison an email, got her card last night. Which reminds me, now...I was speaking to Jon Scieszka, too, about a project when we were at a signing together. but haven't spoken since on that. Well, I'll wait to see if he contacts me, as I think that's how we left it.

So yeah, I recommended the smoked mozzarella to many folk, and I think I was drinking Pinot Grigio. I was also sampling the Gouda and Extra Sharp Cheddar, as well as some round, rich, wheat crackers for the cheese that tasted like cookies. I augmented this with many grapes, celery sticks, and grape tomatoes. At the end of the night, we were given a Thank You box containing truffles. It was a good night, a good night for eating.

Now, I begin again on the book. Or rather, I pick up. I'm closing in on the end. Dont know when that will want to write itself, but I keep moving toward it. I am getting close, now. I have to have it done by Friday, I know that m uch.

I love picking up the manuscript and holding it. It's huge, feels massive. I smile to myself, remembering when I banged out stuff on my Olivetti electric typewriter. How precious each page was. You couldn't just print out another. And when I made a mistake, I had to xxxxxxxxxx it out. I had no corrective ribbon, don't even know if that old beast used it.

Here I go.

joaquín ramón herrera writes for children, adults, and other humans found elsewhere in the continuum of development. He is also an illustrator, musician, and surprise protagonist. If you have found his glasses, wallet, or keys, please contact him here.

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