I was Hanging with the Harpies this weekend.
Harpy Sister #1 and I picked up Harpy Sister #2 at the train station and headed straight over to crash my book group, where we cackled long into the night.
Harpy #2 signed copies of her book Tiger Pelt at the Charlottesville Book Fair. We are bursting with pride that Tiger Pelt is on the short list for the Center for Fiction First Novel Prize!
A couple of very special guests made a rare appearance to show their support…
They are grinning so hard their faces might crack.
Meanwhile in Richmond, my Harpy-in-Training was tearing it up on the soccer field. The first team they played awarded her a special ball at the end of the game:
How did you show great sportsmanship? I asked as I inspected her ball.
I was saving a ball and I collided really hard into the player who was trying to get it in, so I went over during half time to apologize and to make sure she was ok.
And what were your phenomenal saves?
Well, I tipped the ball over the crossbars once and everyone was cheering so I guess that was pretty good…Oh yeah, and I saved another ball with my face. All I can remember about that one was that it hurt.
I’m rather glad I didn’t witness that.
We began the first part of our trip to New Jersey where we’ll be spending the week with our family.
We are heading out for the next leg of our journey in just a few minutes…