Written by Meghan Daum | 23 July 2010

It's happened again. I've moved.

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Written by Meghan Daum | 02 July 2010

If I could do my life over again, I'd be a musician. By that I do not mean an oboist, as I was (quite seriously if also rather under duress) as a child and through college, but rather, a singer-songwriter. And if I was truly lucky, and, moreover, stunningly talented, I would be Jonatha Brooke.

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Written by Meghan Daum | 23 June 2010

Forgive me. It's been 21 days since my last blog post. Clearly, I'm not a natural at this. I'm too fussy, too neurotic. I guess I approach blogging the way I approach a column, which is to say I stew about it and put it off until I've nearly missed my deadline, at which point I get cracking. And since this thing has no deadline, well . . .

But cut me some slack. I've been on a whirlwind trip to Nebraska.

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Written by Meghan Daum | 03 June 2010

Finally back in town for a blissful ten days or so before heading out again. Since the book launched in early May I've been to Denver, Austin, Boston, New York, Seattle, and Berkeley, CA. Good times everywhere, especially Seattle, where there was a stellar crowd and a very nice chalkboard.

(at left): chalkboard at Elliott Bay Book Company

My friend, Alison, who's in the book (her name in the book: "Alison") flew up to San Francisco to meet me for the last leg of the tour. She lives just 20 miles from me here in L.A. but we rarely see each other -- it's a long 20 miles on the freeways -- so it was nice to catch up. What was less nice was the two and a half hours we spent watching Sex & the City 2. We watched the show a lot together over the years and saw the first movie together in a packed theater back in 2008. And since we had some time to klll in San Francisco the morning before our flight (and since it was raining) we went to the mall next door to see SATC2.

I don't think I've ever been so bored/appalled/aghast. Through no fault of the actors, cinematopgapher, composer, set designer, key grip, or anyone other than the writer/director (okay, maybe the costume designer) this was the most atrocious movie I've seen in recent or distant memory. I know I'm the 37 millionth person to say this in the last week so I won't go on and on.  This review has been making the rounds and pretty much says it all.

Meanwhile, as for the rest of the book tour . . .

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