big leagues...

i finally got my very own copy (thanks, dad!) of _A Good War is Hard to Find_, my friend dave's first published book. call me sentimental or sappy or even just plain lame, but looking at the copyright page, with its library of congress categorization and its ISBN number, i got all proud. so i had to call dave. which was good, since it had been several weeks since i had talked to him. and, he told me something way way cool, which is that the book is gonna be reviewed in an october new york times book review! pretty. effing. spectacular.

here, check it:oh, and check out who gets a shout-out in the acknowledgements page! i'm psyched about that, too. the other names in the "first readers" group are some of my amazing college friends. every sunday evening of our junior and senior years we met and workshopped our own writing. dorky? you better believe it. we were the darlings of the a few of the faculty members in the english department and we named our little group after a john coltrane song. yet, it was one of the most amazing elements of my college existence, and those friendships will be dear to me for the rest of my life. word.