Overheard at a Party

Posted on 21 March 2011

Long-lost writing group member from the olden days, to Peter: So what’s it like, being married to a famous writer?

Peter: Famous? Who’s famous? Accomplished, certainly, but I wouldn’t say famous.

Long-lost writing group member: Well, she’s got pictures of her cats with journals all over the Internet! Famous.

Peter: I don’t think that word means what you think it means.

(Lest you think Peter was not being very supportive, let’s just say I agree with him 100%. Also, picture him conducting this conversation in a joking manner while consuming cannoli. So much cannoli.)

What did you do this weekend? Besides the usual slow and misguided creep towards fame, of course?

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7 responses to Overheard at a Party

  • Deb says:

    Went to B&N, picked up the latest copy of Poets & Writers and renewed my long gone subscription. That was completely your doing, btw…

  • Teri says:

    Famous. Hmmmmm…. Maybe Peter could accept that your cats are famous? :-)

    I spent this weekend in San Francisco with my family, daughter flew in from PHX and son from Kentucky. It poured down rain and proved to be more ‘trying’ than fun. These things happen … C’est la vie.

  • I would just like to add that Peter is exceptionally tolerant of being mentioned on this blog from time to time, even if certain people take some liberties when telling a story. Also, I realized that this conversation might make it look like he was trying to insult the long-lost writing group member; that wasn’t the case!

  • Lyra says:

    “I don’t think that word means what you think it means.”

    It should be said that your cats with journals, semi-famous. Cats in handbags, famous. Subtle, but very strict differentiation in the fame handbook.

  • amyg says:

    every now and again someone will come up to me in the grocery or at a coffee shop in our hometown and say, “hey, aren’t you that columnist in the paper.”

    i always go all cheesy and say something goofy like, “well, it depends, what’d you think of the last column?”

    my husband always has that smile that says to me, “get over yourself.”

    as soon as they walk away, i smile too, “don’t you know? i’m HUGE in Floyds Knobs!” this is when it’s his turn to roll his eyes.

  • Averil Dean says:

    Besides the usual slow and misguided creep toward fame? Nothing at all!

  • lisahgolden says:

    I’m hanging onto that word almost.

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