Cape Cod is the "arm" off of Massachusetts. Lobster rolls, fried clams and relaxation await! See you after July 4th. Have a safe holiday week, friends.
Check out a live shot from Provincetown here
Ah, summer vacation. Day 2.5. Dear God, please make September come fast. Miss G is my 10 year old. Miss G likes to show off her newly mastered occupational therapy skill called, "Look at me, I'm Freddy Kruegger!"
Miss G. snuck quietly up to my room and opened a drawer. There she found scissors. And a couple of bras. The PECS (those are the little picture cards used by kids with autism for communication) were on my bureau, along with a case of lovely business cards my sister Shelly had sent me.
Miss G. also went into my bathroom, where she found a lip gloss. Miss G. cut my bra strap right off the bra. She did not cut the cups. The cups are laden with cushy padding designed to transform me from a Q-tip to a fully formed adult female. The illusion lasts until I am naked. At that point, my husband doesn't care. Thank God for leg men. She couldn't slog her way through the cup I guess. She cut a bra, several laminated PECS icons, a small foam paint brush I use for my custom painted hand bag business, business cards and a letter from my older daughter Mia's school. She then tried to glue a collage using lip gloss.
Miss G. I salute your talent. Your perseverance in pursuit of your art. You just can not get pissed off at Miss G. She is too damn funny. Making too much progress. So, can you guess which child is Miss G. in the photo?
I'm still reeling from attending BEA, Book Expo America. I spent time with John, Jenny Gardiner, Bella Stander, Carolyn Bass Burns and Kim Reid, whose book I'm now half way through and completely engrossed. I practically missed my train stop because I was in Atlanta in 1979 for 80 minutes!
Go to www.kimreid.com to learn about her Memoir on growing up with Mom who was on the Wayne Williams child murder cases in Atlanta in the late 70's.
I met more Backspacers, got an ARC of LOTTERY, met super agent Janet Reid who very kindly had pulled a brochure on autism and was hoping to run into me - and lo and behold she did! That's was uber-karma in my book.
I chatted with several of the good people at Crown about John's book and purchasing power/word of mouth momentum in the autism community.
I met a wonderful editor at St. Martin's who works with (drumroll please) my writing idol Janet Evanovich. "Hi, Jen E.! Hugs to your beautiful son N and precious daughter J." We shared personal stories that make me feel so strongly that my book has great potential in exactly the way I'd hoped. I was quite blown away by meeting her for myriad reasons - all good.
I mentioned her to John and guess what? She works with his brother Augusten. Small world. Big publishers! LOL!
I came home and my husband and Mom had taken the girls for haircuts. Dinner was just coming off the grill. And I am still on cloud 9 after my fabulous day in NY.