Sorry, Can’t Hang Out, I’m Hanging out With Famous Writers

Well, sorta.

I’m at the Festival of Faith and Writing (have been since Thursday! Fooled ya!), hanging out with other writing friends, probably wearing a geeky nametag, eating bad boxed meals, and trying to get within earshot of Marilynne Robinson around without seeming like a total nutty fan, which is, of course, what I am.

What!? You don’t know who Marilynne Robinson is?

It’s okay; I’ll forgive you, but please do yourself a favor and read (or listen to the fabulous audiobook version of) Gilead. And then, if you like that, Home.

Or if nonfiction is more your thing, start with The Death of Adam and then her new book of essays When I Was A Child I Read Books.

Not only is she brilliant, exceedingly well read, theologically astute, and full of grace, she can really write.

And oh, my golly, she even went on the Daily Show.

{See you Monday!}