On the Road... Again.
Well, my reading last night at B&N went swimmingly, and I got to see a lot of old, old faces. By which I mean, obviously, not faces that are old, but faces I have not seen in a long, long time. Including my very first boss from my very first, $50-per-week job in New York, and several government-agency-democrats. Then my editor took Eric and me and a bunch of friends - including my brother and "Gwen" - for drinks at Indochine. Which is a very my-editor sort of place. And many, many gimlets were drunk, and now Eric is monstrously hungover.
Not me though. I, instead, am in San Francisco. After a couple of interviews, including one with a food writer named Meredith who is just FANTASTIC, and who bought me pork tacos and MORE gimlets, I am now ensconced in my hotel room, knitting and trying to stay awake until 9 pacific time so I'm not trashed by tomorrow night, when I'm getting into a rental car after my reading at Book Passage in Corta Madere and driving three hours to see my oldest oldest friend matt in mendocino.
It's strange. I'm feeling very, very lonely right now. My husband has apparently recovered from his hangover, either that or has died - he is off somewhere, not answering his phone. I feel weird, somehow, calling any friends. Perhaps because it's nearly midnight where my friends are. I'm just sitting in bed in my hotel-issued robe, knitting. And, well, crying a little. Not sure why. Sometimes one simply must, I suppose.
Tomorrow will be better.
Not me though. I, instead, am in San Francisco. After a couple of interviews, including one with a food writer named Meredith who is just FANTASTIC, and who bought me pork tacos and MORE gimlets, I am now ensconced in my hotel room, knitting and trying to stay awake until 9 pacific time so I'm not trashed by tomorrow night, when I'm getting into a rental car after my reading at Book Passage in Corta Madere and driving three hours to see my oldest oldest friend matt in mendocino.
It's strange. I'm feeling very, very lonely right now. My husband has apparently recovered from his hangover, either that or has died - he is off somewhere, not answering his phone. I feel weird, somehow, calling any friends. Perhaps because it's nearly midnight where my friends are. I'm just sitting in bed in my hotel-issued robe, knitting. And, well, crying a little. Not sure why. Sometimes one simply must, I suppose.
Tomorrow will be better.
14 Comments:
Awwww... I'm so sorry, Julie! I guess it's catching up with you a bit. Understandable with the whirlwind you've been on! I did catch you on Martha the other day -geez, she's wound a little tight, no? and you were fabulous. You were engaging, and personable, and the difference in personality between you two quite evident. You held your own, kid, and not many do with Martha.
I also attended your reading in Houston and found you quite charming. I was very interested in your thoughts, especially about Julia and her death, and have to admit I teared up again as you described her, and I was never very emotionally affected by her before. Huh, who knew?
Take care and try and get lots of rest - you're running the motor on high and it's bound to catch up.
And when all else fails, call your mom.
Julie,
thanks again for your time today. The result's here.
Have fun in SF!
Is this the real JP. Hope that I wasn't to hard on you a few days ago, only I happened to believe that there was more than that hard person that was showing up in most of the loggings. Thanks for sharing your life with us, it does afterall take a lot of courage to this on such a public level. Again, don't drink to many gimlets, cause after the hangover, it is all still there.
Traveling by yourself will do that, for sure. Even when you have friends and business at your destination, it's not home.
Layer that with the psycological impact of a few weeks of hard drinking, and there we go. Hopefully it won't become a lifestyle.
That kind of travel made me a little appreciative of those whiney rock ballads about the toughness of the road. The stage is where the fun is, the rest kinda sucks.
I can only think of the lyrics of Tenacious D right now, found here:
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/tenaciousd/theroad.html
enjoy
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