I wish I could say that the title of this post means that they have started shooting the film of THE GIVER. Not so.
It only means that this morning a film crew arrived and set up shop in my living room:
and then filmed an interview with me for Weston Woods, which will make it available along with a video of my book "Crow Call."
So it was a busy morning, followed by lunch with two women friends, and now I'm about to go out to dinner at a wonderful Cambridge restaurant called Oleana, a combined birthday celebration for me and my friend Alan Jacobson---both of us with March birthdays (an amazing number of friends have March birthdays. Someday I should have a big March party and invite them all)
A phone call this afternoon from poet/anthologist Lee Bennett Hopkins, inviting me down to Florida, where he lives, next October---yes, there's a catch; I have to make a speech---but it will be a fun event and good to see Lee again.
And a lot of scheduling today for trips to Seattle, Raleigh, Miami, Tampa next month (New York, Indianapolis, and Cincinnati in May)---who would have dreamed that a solitary profession would involve so much un-solitariness?!
Speaking of March 3rd, today is the day my son Grey was born in Key West, Florida, in 1959. Hard to believe that if he were alive he would be 51 years old! To me he will always be 36, the age at which he died. Here he is at 17:
A beautiful boy. A wonderful son.