mary guterson

so yesterday i went kind of nuts and made friend requests on facebook to a whole bunch of authors who don’t know me from adam, and one by one they have been kindly friending me back. Crazy to find your favorite authors on facebook and friend them. I got the sweetest note from Stephen McCauley after i wrote to tell him how inspiring he’d been to me, and he ended the note by saying he was going to check out my profile but that he doesn’t spend a lot of time on FB. And i thought that was such a great way to make it clear what all of us already know–that FB is ridiculous. But still it was fun to hear from him and it’s fun to see Joyce Maynard and Russell Banks and all of the others clicking to accept my friend request. But how humiliating, really.

enough of that. I’m trying to stay away from FB anyway, but Kenji just posted a few hundred more photos of me and now my little ego can’t help but take a peek to see what people think of my new hair cut. That boy is incorrigible, although i wish you all a boyfriend just like him because what is better than a boyfriend who can’t stop taking photographs of you and thinks they are all GOOD photographs, even the terrible ones? And believe me, a lot of them are really terrible.

So go out now and buy Ben Loory’s book Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day.

I move into my new house in one month, so it’s good bye to west hollywood and hello to north hollywood, which sounds so minor–changing west to north–but is really like saying goodbye paradise and hello wasteland, you pit of hell. But it’s my very own pit of hell and i plan on loving it there. I’m an urban pioneer!

that’s it.

yours, mary