I don't know if it's fair to feel like the luckiest person in the world when there are people in the world who fall from a third-story window and get caught by a street vendor. But I do, god, I do. The book launch is tomorrow, and I just got off the phone with Chris 'Old Man' Luedecke. We talked about banjo tuning and Banff. I gave him a wish list of all the songs I listened to at a blistering volume on the way home from the Calgary airport at midnight last night, feeling lucky. He's going to play around this story. His music is already seeped into it. See? Lucky.
Seen above: favourite-baby-choosing. It's so tough to draw out the right moments, the right glimpses. But I think I've got it. That list is four lists ago. It's the only part about being a writer that makes you feel like a musician, other than the bottomless tail—there's an art to making a good setlist.
So! Tomorrow, Saturday May 24 from 2-4 PM at the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic on Halifax's waterfront. And when I say 2-4 PM, that doesn't mean an 'open house-ish' 2-4 PM. That means that we'll start the show right at 2:00 with readings, songs, and a Q&A. Then we'll all eat delicious food and mill around admiring wooden boats and the harbour. And Sydney and I will be signing furiously and cheerfully. We'll have plenty of books for sale, both Flight of the Griffons and The Dread Crew: Pirates of the Backwoods.
So many people that I love and adore and admire and soak up gratefully, all in the same salty room. We'll be recording it, and will have excerpts to share in the coming weeks, but I hope I'll see you there. 2 PM sharp. I am so excited. I will yell in Swedish, and I will try not to cry.