Warning: Explicit Material To Follow. This Is, Friends, The Funniest Moment In Two Months Of Book Touring. Also, Dirty. So last night Im doing a reading at the Santa Cruz Bookshop. Was a great event, good crowd. In it, seated in the back, a woman wearing a green fedora. At one point, she asked me to read more from the book, which I did. No indication she was going to soon blow my mind. After the formal reading and talk, I signed books, chatted. It was almost time to go, when the Fedora-wearing woman walked up to have me sign her book. As she handed it to me, she told me that she doesnt own a phone. I only have four devices, she said. Among them, a blender and a few other basic household item. I asked her name. She told me. I signed her book. Then she leaned in close. She wanted to say something quietly. Im a poet, she said. I write under the name Clitora Clitsky. I tried to suppress my double take. But I couldnt suppress the response that just popped out of my mouth, somehow skipping my brain filter. Clitora, I said, I suspect you have more devices than youre letting on. She laughed. Oh, thats right. There are a few others. Coda: I waver this morning about whether to put this on Facebook. I actually call my editor at Harper Collins, checking the taste meter. He says: Oh, yeah, put it up there. It is, after all, the proper scientific term. Im not sure which he means? Clitora? Clitsky? Devices? In any case, I shoulda known that Santa Cruz would throw me a lemon twist. Its just that beautiful kind of town.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 18:07:09 +0000
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