"And all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be exceeding well." Julian of Norwich
Every since yesterday morning, when an NPR announcer's casual mention of President-elect Biden made me realize that this long nightmare is really almost over, I have been in a state of calm, semi-euphoric, well-being.
That nagging existential dread is quiet for the moment and, though I don't expect miracles from a Biden administration, hamstrung as it may be by Mitch McConnell and the damage already done, I do look forward to complete, rational sentences, dignity, compassion, reality-based decisions, and a diverse and qualified set of appointees with no media celebrities among them.
I'm feeling good, too, about the book. A lovely email from a book club member noted that Crows had sparked a lively (and positive) discussion in their diverse group, all of whom seem to have understood what I was trying to do.
Then, while running errands, I stopped in at Penland's, the store in Marshall that's carrying my book, and she had additional books for me to sign plus, she said, another box on order.
More reviews are showing up too, for which many thanks!
Remember, I'll be drawing a name for the signed print on Thursday night so the time to get your name in the hat buy leaving a review is NOW.
And to add to that beautiful feeling of good things happening, John is making bread!
Life is good.