What a Week, What a Week
Last week went by so fast, and before I knew it I'd missed you all. School started and I realized I have two, yes two nine a.m. classes. Arrrggh! Anyone who knows me knows I am not a morning person. It took me five of the last seven days to wrap my brain around alarm clocks, early morning bus rides, and book buying. I did make it to class on time but this week needs to be be smoother.
So Tuesday, after my first butt-crack of dawn class, I stumbled into a reading at Alexander Books on 2nd Street in SF. The wonderful Mr. Dickey (Eric Jerome) read from his new book Resurrecting Midnight, the fourth in the Gideon series. The basement of Alexander was cozily packed with sisters from 20 to 70ish and all of us seemed to know Eric and his work quite intimately. Dickey says the Gideon books are parts of a whole. The books in the series can stand alone and, when taken together, have the arc of one complete story. Mr. Dickey went to Argentina for several months to research the book and as he put it "learn the rhythm of the city." Much of Resurrecting Midnight takes place in the gritty streets and slums of Buenos Aires. A fan of classic noir, Dickey says the Gideon books are thrillers that he hopes take readers into the complicated mind and world of a guy who could be someone they might know. Dickey wants wants us to get caught up in Gideon's development as a character, not just his story. Not all of his fans took to Gideon at first. Dickey told a story about one woman who said she read the first book in the series and he just kept killing people. Dickey had to explain to the slightly confused fan that, Gideon is a hitman, that's what he does, and so, yes, he kills people. But Gideon is more than just that, Dickey creates a man of depth and intrigue. Like all good thrillers, Resurrecting Midnight keeps you on the edge of your seat and guessing who did it until the end the last page. We will see Gideon again. Dickey plans to write at least two more offerings before this saga ends.
Thursday, I headed to the beach at Aquatic Park and ran (literally) into this guy...
Friday afternoon, I was dumbfounded to learn that the American people (well some of them) have an issue with President Obama addressing the nation's youth. I distinctly remember when Reagan spoke to kids about how great he was because of his tax policy. I was a substitute teacher at a middle school and all of the kids tramped to the gym to watch on three TVs. They were not impressed. Seems like this debate is based more in the fear that this African American President is overstepping his bounds, and that he might say something that actually makes kids better understand government, or feel like they have a stake in their education.
And then on Saturday afternoon I snapped this pic.