It looked very much like this--
Because I knew, I knew it, just like Dr. Einstein knew about his bomb, they wouldn't be able to corral that thing back. Oh, to live in Mayberry with Andy.
|Publisher: Canisy Press|
|The Nortown Theater, on Western Avenue, just south of Devon Avenue, |
west side of the street
|Poetry Ms. Workshop Students|
|McCall's vintage pattern for a "Poet Shirt" costume|
|Ms. Grace Cavalieri|
|So much, so much....|
|Leah LeMoine, in scarf, Managing Editor for PHOENIX Magazine, and one heck of a magnificent lady.|
|Jax. Man of few words.|
|Mom, I'm sorry about those black plastic tongs. I know, I know. No time to polish three sets of burnished tongs.|
|Booksigning Table, oh!, we sold out Horn Section..., with a few copies for the shelves in the Tempe & the Phoenix stores.|
|Satin Bondage Cake.|
"Snarfed" it, they did, I tell you.
|Thank you to the entire sublime audience, and to my great friend Patte Lanus for taking all these photographs!|
|Overwhelmed by the explosive response. It was beautiful.|
|A true and real SuperHero dropped by for a sip of the bubbly before dashing off to try to keep the planet spinning in the right direction, and stop it from hurting itself. The people saw, and they believed.|
Thank you to Amy Schwab, and her daughter, and her daughter's friend, for this photo. Very much appreciated.
|Pre-Reading, with Pinna Joseph, Marketing and Events Director for Changing Hands Bookstore|
|Book Display Table, Lectern, Mic - The Changing Hands Bookstore Stage|
|I'm thinking I'm in the "warm golden oil" line from "Why All The Ladies Like Ray"|
|Rachel and Danny, two great students in this pic, including Gayle, owner of CH, but you can't see her because she's directly behind the applauding man in the black T-shirt. Oh joy! Jeredith! Wilson! Everyone else is beautifully new.|