Just a few photos today. I’ve recently returned from San Antonio, celebrating my amazing sister Dr. Wendy Barker, at the Festschrift put on in her honor by her colleagues at the University of Texas, San Antonio. She is the real writer in the family, and I wish that each of you could have been there to listen to her read some of her poems. I don’t think anyone moved the entire time that she was reading her poems; the entire room was enthralled. Engrossed. Captivated. It was a highlight of my life to listen to her colleagues and students acknowledge her contributions to creative writing. Her book, Nothing Between Us: The Berkley Years, is beyond brilliant. Yes, I know, she’s my sister, but seriously, she’s really, really good. And how fun is this: My other sister, Liza, is writing her own memoir right now. My new book (also a memoir) is with my agent, and going out for review to some other readers before we put it out to the publishing world. (Please cross all paws for me.) I wish our father, who loved books and writing, could see his three daughters now.
Here’s from a walk that Willie, Maggie and Nellie and I just took. We are just thawing out; it’s all of 8 degrees right now–a far sight warmer than the 15 degrees below zero of this morning.