I was cleaning out my daughter’s closet the other day (six years after throwing a stack of boxes in there on moving day) and found a treasure trove of photos.
Here’s one I’d like to share: signing copies of my first book, Kiss Me, a collection of short stories, at the Eden Mills Literary Festival, 1996. I remember I read immediately before Michael Ondaatje, and because of him, there were several hundred people in the audience. The event was (and is) held outdoors. It felt like I was opening for Hendrix at Woodstock.
