So much has happened

  On Monday, I spent a wonderful day with Dave and feel privileged to have been able to witness and be a part of this next big step in life he is taking.  Fingers crossed he will look back on this time with pride and happiness and the feeling that he made the right choice and it turned out well.

Here is a picture Dayle Sutherland (the publicity maven of Orca Books) took of me at the group book launch we did at Bolen Books, Tuesday night. 

The reason I am glowing is because as the evening progressed it became clearer and clearer that it was a decisive victory for Obama. 

Everybody at Orca had done a terrific job setting up the launch, with food and drinks and everything ran smooth, but what really made the night for me, and I think everyone else as well, was the party atmosphere that started to grow and build as the results came in.  And I thought of my daughter, Emily, who would drive to swing States with her friend Elizabeth, when they had time off and they would pound the pavement knocking on doors. 

After the book launch, Dawna and I drove back to her house and Bob was watching on T.V.  “I’m happy,“ he said.  Which surprised me.  After 8 years, I feel like I’m finally getting to know the inside Bob.  The one he doesn’t show the world.  He surprised me a lot this last visit.  I surprised myself.

We watched Obama speak, and I could feel his determination, good intentions and at the very end, as he was exiting the stage, his deep bone-weariness. 

I couldn’t help but scan the crowds, hoping to see my daughter’s glowing face. 

When I called Don on the phone that night, tucked into bed, he told me Emily had called and I felt like I lost something precious.  Not getting to hear her voice, share in her celebration, on this pivotal night in history.  A night that she had been working for and campaigning for before the primaries had even started. 

The next morning it was breakfast with Samantha and then off to the ferry.  The world felt different to me.  People’s faces lighter.  Strangers talking to each other on the street.  And yes, this is Canada, so we already do that, but it was more than usual.  Different.  Hopeful.

I got back with just enough time to catch up on a few backlogged emails and such and then it was off to Christianne’s Lyceum of Literature and Art to meet with the Chronicle Crusaders who were such a delightful bunch.  This was for my novel, Porcupine, and I always LOVE it going to Christianne’s various book clubs because everyone has always read the book and it makes the discussions way more fun!  And it always makes me feel so great to hear how much they love Jack and to get their thoughts on the story and characters in it.  Talking with them made me want to write more books for their age group.  I think, after I finish the adult manuscript and the edits for the new YA, that that is what I’m going to do.  It’s such a hopeful age.  And it’s fills my heart to spend time with them.

One thing though, that I forgot to mention to the mothers of the Chronicle Crusaders is : My website is not appropiate for your girls to cruise on their own.  They must be supervised. It is okay for them to click on the Singing Songs cover as the story inside is about my pet deer and there is a picture of Tilly-two on the inside.  BUT THEY MUST NOT CLICK ON THE GEMMA COVER.  The content is highly inappropriate for their age.  Thanks.

Posted by Meg Tilly on Thursday, November 06, 2008 in Chewing the Fat