sunny, fabulous autumn day, temps 18
Gorgeous day. Met Elise and Susan in Nick's for breakfast...then walked to Stuart's funeral. Very, very beautiful. Packed. Wonderful eulogies. I held it together until Donna and Jeremy and Stuarts 90 year old mother walked back down the church aisle at the end. Then I cried.
But it was also a real celebration - with lots of laughter.
Then Michael and I went out for lunch to the bistro and then home to work. Finished the first draft of a manuscript I'm working on...always feels great. Then watched a couple episodes of the second season of 30 Rock. Hilarious.
The BIG news though is that Minotaur has put a fabulous ad for THE BRUTAL TELLING in this week's New Yorker Magazine!!! Page 4 I believe. It looks great, and honestly, after reading the New Yorker for years, to find myself a part of it, albeit a bought part, is magical. Really, almost out-of-body.
So many amazing this have happened this week...such joy - and such sadness. Feels like a week at the edge...at the extremes. And the key seems to be to feel things totally, but not be swallowed up. Equilibrium. And appreciation.
What a week!
Tomorrow am meeting a former colleague who now produces documentries. She wants to know if I'll be a part of one she's producing...so wer're meeting for breakfast - yes - at nicks! Might have to have a phone line put in there.
Then off to church with Bal, Linda and Bethany. As you might realize, this isn't something Michael and I normally do...but tomorrow is special. Bethany's band is performing at the service. Then we're off to their place for lunch...then driving home to Sutton.
Full says. Never know what any given day will bring.
Off for dinner...salads with Michael. I can hear him in the bedroom laughing at 30 Rock. Lovely sound.