(Above: Something I never thought I'd see.)
It was soooooo surreal. I am a HUGE Carol Burnett fan, and my goal for the day was to meet her. (In high school my best friend and I would launch into our Nora Desmond imitations about once an hour, until someone would ask us to stop-- which was about once an hour.)
The event itself was WONDERFUL. Son, a huge fan of THE THIEF LORD, got to meet Cornelia Funke and she drew a picture for him. The Mayor of Los Angeles gave a speech. There was food and fun EVERYWHERE, plus I got to meet the owner of Pinks and tell her how much I liked her hot dogs.
Yet, despite all the festivities, I was in one of those no-one-will-come-see-me-because-John-Lit
(Above: I was in Theater 9, while John was in the lobby signing.)
Naturally, I conveyed my concerns to Hubby about 40,070,032 times. So later, Hubby saw John Lithgow in the VIP lounge and told him that I was getting all weird. And John wrote me this note . . .
My reading went really well. I read from all three books . . .
for the first time ever. (And people showed up!)
David, from Wonder of Reading, assisted me . . .
(Above: David as Stanford Wong.)
And guess what?!?!
I got to meet Carol Burnett!!!
(Above: Okay, so I was a little nervous and in total awe.)
(Above: Okay, here I managed to pull myself together. But although I looked calmer, my brain was saying, "OMG! OMG! OMG! I am standing next to Carol Burnett! OMG!!!")
It was a fine day. So totally.