HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN: It’s
been a rollercoaster week for the Reds. Each us of us has had wonderfully amazing
things happen—and had deep sorrows and losses and illness. And that is life, I
guess, and I am so honored to be part of this dear Reds family. And a big question for you coming up below.
My week? Along with my ridiculous
cold and pre-event hideous allergy attack (but all fine and show went on just swell, thanks to goodness and allergy pills) WHAT YOU SEE is getting AMAZING reviews: “superb,” says
Oline Cogdill, “Flawlessly done” says
Aunt Agatha’s Bookstore, “With echoes of Dennis Lehane at his level best,” says
the Providence Journal, and “Drop everything and pick up this book!" says Associated
Press. (You can do that here.)
So I am on the road, and
HAPPY and crazed. Audiences at my signings are FABULOUS and I am so grateful.
(Sunday at Book Carnival in Orange County, and Tuesday at Poisoned Pen! See you
there?)
Thursday I headlined with Tess Gerritsen
and BA Shapiro.
Lookit the crowd!
And
last night Susan and I had a signing together at Jabberwocky Books in
Newburyport! It was fantastic.
(We seem to employ similar gestures. Love that!) And it was an amazing night. Thank you, owner Sue Little! And the terrific Connie Hambley and Donald Bain's daughter Laurie were in the house!
But here’s one thing I could not have predicted. This was the signing in Indianapolis.
But here’s one thing I could not have predicted. This was the signing in Indianapolis.
See the woman in the front row, in kind of the middle, in a gray jacket with a scarf? That
is my High School home ec teacher! In 1966! Mrs. Teeter came to my event at the Carmel
Library, and joined about 65 others to celebrate
WHAT YOU SEE. But I celebrate Mrs. Teeter. She must be what, 90 now? And she
remembered me totally. Aw.
I said to her—I loved home
ec! But, I confessed, I can tell you now, fifty years later, I did not really enjoy the baked
bean burgers you taught us to make. Nor was I a big fan of your tuna pizza.
She allowed as how they
weren’t her favorites either.
But you taught me how to sew! I
cried. And really, almost cried.
And then I remembered my skirt. We had to make
skirts, and Mrs. Teeter had told us a gathered skirt was the easiest.
So I decided to do pleats. Of
course.
She also warned us not to
choose a fabric that was plaid, or had any kind of one-way-only design, because
it was really difficult to match the seams.
HA! I thought. No problemo.
Problemo! Mrs. Teeter and I
reminisced about the skirt I made, which was beautiful, and the pleats actually
worked, EXCEPT the one-way pattern (which included little fringe) was right side up on the front, but wrong side
upon the back. Sigh. Can you imagine? Don't, actually.
I will never forget that, and from the look on her face, she hadn’t forgotten either! I guess I was a lesson for her future classes.
But how sweet is that moment? And how amazing of her to come.
So let’s focus on the great
things, the sweet things, the memorable things.
What wonderful thing—one wonderful
thing!—happened to you this week?