It’s almost time, once again, for me to hop on board the DC-NY Acela Express and hightail it to Gotham for a few bookish events. (I don’t know what I’d do without my friends Ignatius, Penmarric, and the Vamp, all of whom are generous enough to offer lodgings in their abodes when I wend my way northward. I’ll bring more gin, I promise!)
On Tuesday evening I’ll be attending The Moth Ball at Capitale. There’s a Fellini theme, and I doubt I’ll live up to it, but a girl can try; I have a new black satin trench coat with a hot-pink lining so I’ll at least look good on arrival and departure.
Here’s a bit more about The Moth. As for the Ball: Garrison Keillor will be presenting a Jonathan Adler-designed award to Salman Rushdie, and John Turturro (love him!) is the emcee.
That makes sense to me. Having A.J. Jacobs judge a story slam? I dunno… Just kidding, A.J.!
