Folks, did you know that in exactly one week Amy Guth and I will be leaning back on a couch saying, “Oh. My. Gawd. It happened. Pilcrow happened.” Actually, we’ll probably be texting each other because I have to immediately go to my cousin’s wedding in Indiana.
But it is now just days away, DAYS!
I gotta tell you, out loud and in public, how proud I am of Amy. She has taken the bull by the horns, she’s masterminded, she’s done the heavy lifting, she’s done the light lifting, she’s done the introductions, the invitations, the schlepping, the wheeling, the dealing, the borrowing… I don’t even know what all, but she has.
While I’m on staff, I’m on staff with one primary role–social media stuff and brainstorm. All the other jobs that need to get done to put on a literary festival, all on her plate. She has worn 5 bajillion hats and done so fashionably.
This is going to be an amazing experience because Amy didn’t stop at saying, “I wonder what it would be like to do a lit fest in Chicago…” but because she then made it happen.
Congratulations in advance Amy Guth and say thank you for inviting me to play a part in this, dare I say, historical first festival .