Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Wait, don't go away!

I have to run to an appointment this morning, but I promise more about Emerging Leaders and greening the book industry at BEA on Friday. If you're on our EL mailing list (you can sign up here), you should be receiving a recap of our activities from the illustrious Jenn Northington any minute now, so I'll let you read that first.

In the meantime, hooray for last night's rainstorm bringing the temperature in NYC down a few notches. I watched the rain from a second-floor restaurant dining room, where my fellow booksellers and I were enjoying one of the great perks of our job: a publisher dinner. Random House author Michael Greenberg, whose memoir Hurry Down Sunshine pubs this September, was the guest of honor, and the evening was a delight. Watching sheets of rain push across the stones of Crosby Street, I suddenly thought about how much I love living in the city.

What's your recent moment of secret delight?

1 comment:

Daniel Meeter said...

Summer rain in the city is always a delight to me. The special smells that only and always come with it, the softening of the pavement and the buildings, the freedom of the raindrops diwb the streets and between the buildings, the sudden having-to-pay-attention by the citizens.