March 29, 2008...3:31 pm
Catch-up time
V, a friend from college who just won an NEA grant, will be here at 6:30, so I’ve vowed to quit the Net-surfing and revise my story from now till his arrival, and then we’re off to dinner at Rai Rai Ken and gossip.
Tomorrow, in the hours before I meet one of my lil’ writing groups, I’ll be having lunch at the Pink Pony with a long-lost friend, S, who’s visiting from California with her boyfriend and their son. When we were arranging to meet, she made sure to say that it would only be the two of us, catch-up time between two friends, two writers, two soulmates, and that she’ll send her boyfriend and son off to a museum.
I was touched.
Partly because I was fully prepared to give my attention to those two nutty men of her life. Partly, too, because whenever V and his boyfriend, M, come to town, M usually insists on hanging out with us, and so in the role of hostess I feel a (silly) pressure to be goofy and nonliterary-minded—and meanwhile my whole being is restless from the desire to ask V about his writing, what he’s reading these days, what his plans are, which writer he’d like to stalk next.
Well, today M is visiting family, and V has decided to come out and see me on his own.
I am so excited.
Jeez. I’m tempted to call another long-lost friend whom I haven’t seen the last couple of years, as he’s been traveling, but mainly because I’ve been hiding out.
I’m on a roll with this feeling-good thing, and I want to bask in people’s good news, in their forward momentum. I’m just basking, period.
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