I’m starting to really love going to Kuan Yin for meetings. It’s always the same girl behind the counter and she’s always friendly but not in a chipper way. The tea smells wonderful, and after a day of drinking coffee and keeping myself awake at work, Lemon Verbena is perfect. There’s something about meeting at a Place that makes things feel more productive for me. Perhaps it’s the glass table tops, or the way other people’s conversations spill around the corners of your own.
Most recently I met with the wonderful Carrie Purcell to talk about her book. (I can’t wait to hold it in my hands when it comes out, because I’m sure the finished collection will find a home.) I haven’t worked with a collection in a long time, so it was wonderful to look at arcs and lyric lines and themes again. It was a long meeting, and I came home both exhausted and exhilarated. Carrie also helped me think through a few things, and I think I am very lucky to have met her.
The Poetry Northwest release party was a wonderful affair, and I got to see not only old friends, but some new ones as well. I met Abby volunteering for the Hugo House a while back and everyone should read her blogging for the Hugo House and say hi to her, or to girls you think might be her. (There was a confusing evening where I insisted to a girl that she’d just been to Iceland and that she knew me. She used to take the bus with me, she was not the girl I knew, but it took me a day for the faces and names to click properly…. more on that story if you want it.) It was nice to talk to her and not have to juggle a ticket basket and stacks of programs, though that was fun too. The night was full of music and a bit of reading and people I throughly enjoy.
I return to tutoring tomorrow, and then a weekend of volunteering at the Hugo House and dinner with my family (house) and family (blood). It’s raining again, and my legs are still vividly bruised from climbing, but these are things that aren’t problems. So I bruise easily, so it’s wet outside. It isn’t going to stop me.
(Photo borrowed from my Scottish friend, I hope he doesn’t mind. It’s a funny time difference, so I can’t exactly call him to ask.)