…so my brother Tod thinks her booksigning machine might actually be a very good thing.
1 thought on “He’s met Margaret Atwood…”
Okay, so Tod was one of HUNDREDS of people in a store that was hot and crowded, and even after signing God knows how many books, Margaret Atwood signed all his books, even signed the thesis he wrote about her work — and then took the time to ask him about what he’d said and to listen to him.
And years later, he’s still complaining about this!
God bless you, Tod, but I only hope twenty years from now when you’re signing your tenth best-seller, some kid pushes his way through the crowd of thousands of sweaty lesbians and explains to you what Living Dead Girl was really all about… then lets see how long you engage him in debate!
Okay, so Tod was one of HUNDREDS of people in a store that was hot and crowded, and even after signing God knows how many books, Margaret Atwood signed all his books, even signed the thesis he wrote about her work — and then took the time to ask him about what he’d said and to listen to him.
And years later, he’s still complaining about this!
God bless you, Tod, but I only hope twenty years from now when you’re signing your tenth best-seller, some kid pushes his way through the crowd of thousands of sweaty lesbians and explains to you what Living Dead Girl was really all about… then lets see how long you engage him in debate!