Last night I got to catch up with my OLD friend River Jordan. (Check out her blog: River JordanInk.com) Amazing how she hasn't changed in ...how many years...I have known her for....what?...fifteen years!!! Amazing! Any-hoo...she hasn't changed. I mean not a line on her face. Beautiful hair, skin and teeth...and for a writer that's a feat. (We don't have steady insurance)
She had a modest reading at "Malaprop's" last night here in town. Her newest book, "The Messenger of Magnolia Street" is sure to be a hit from the excerpts she read last night. I'm very proud of her. I realized, yet again, what a very good writer she is.
Afterwards, we had supper at "Bouchon" drinking Gigondas and eating lamb shank and steak au poivre. Which is steak in butter basically. Very tasty. Good conversation. Two passionate story-tellers going at it.
Then we went to "Temptations" for cocktails and conversation about the Christian right. Something that we don't want to get into on this blog. C
hocolate cake was dry, but put right once River asked for it to be microwaved to our waiter's confusion.So go out and get this book! There are signed copies of them at Malaprop's.
Farewell, River. Go forth my touchstone wife. My linked power teller. My friend.
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