I took a brief break Wednesday from America's First Empire: The Quickening to see Diablo Cody read at Coliseum Books, literally across the street from the famous central building of the New York Public Library. (Diablo Cody is a charter member of my frightening blogroll, all tucked away at the bottom left-hand corner of this blog <-- that way.) I was the second least non-threatening guy in the audience, which was OK, since there were only two guys there. (Phrasing update: as opposed to the remarkable assemblage of interesting women present.)
Of course (needless to say) I was smitten by Ms. Cody's smart and smutty style. We briefly bonded about being from the northern Midwest -- "I'm from Wisconsin." "So you know." -- she went off to celebrate her upcoming Letterman appearance, and I went home to write more about Ferdinand Marcos.
What?! Read her book. It's fun and appallingly accurate.
"The Quickening"? I stared at it, stared at it again, and then burst out laughing.
When you're good, you're very good, man.
Posted by: Noel Maurer | March 18, 2006 at 07:16 PM