With Christmas a week away there is a lot of talk of Santa, wishes, and miracles happening. This time of year can be tough for people who don’t have a lot or who want something special for someone else in their lives. I feel lucky to have witnessed two really interesting and spontaneous acts of miracle making on the internet lately that have helped me to remember that there are truly good strangers out there in the world. That’s the easiest thing to forget during this time of hustle, bustle, insanity, and chaos.
I may have mentioned in this space that Amanda Palmer had a book publishing this week. Geoff and I were lucky that we were able to go to the midnight book release party of of her first literary offering, The Art of Asking. The party was on Monday night, the books were sold/picked up at midnight, and fun was had by all. Because Geoff’s back was Behaving Badly, we weren’t able to join everyone in the concert/parade from Harvard Square to Porter Square, but we did get to meet some very cool people while we waited at Porter Square Books and sampled the hot cider.
Oh, and as Geoff mentioned here, he also got his picture taken with Neil Gaiman.
One of my favorite things about living in Cambridge (and Greater Boston generally) is that I get to meet so many authors. I have met more authors in the last five years here in Cambridge than I have over all of the rest of my life combined. And although I have met a great many authors whose books I liked or even loved, sometimes I get to meet someone really, really great, whose work has a lot of special meaning for me. One of my literary heroes, as it were.
I got to meet Neil Gaiman.
Neil & Amanda sit down and have a drink. George says OW.
Ok, bad joke. But it was inspired by this tweet from Goodreads this afternoon.
Regular readers around here know that Geoff and I are huge fans of The Bloggess. We also happen to think that Neil Gaiman is pretty awesome and that Amanda Palmer is pretty cool.