Then hung out at Cafe Elodie, on Shattuck -- a new cafe for me, but one I like -- decent chai, lots of outlets, music not too loud. What more could a girl ask? Susan showed up in the afternoon, and we worked reasonably productively together for a few hours, plus some chatting. :-) Then we went back to her place, got her car, swung by Office Max and got a printer cartridge, swung by Joann Fabrics where I got some ribbons to use in "Fraying Edges", and went back to her place where she printed out "Monsoon Day" for me, thereby saving my ass. I needed something to read at the reading -- it would have been an embarrassing nuisance pulling out my laptop! :-)
It was lovely seeing Ginu, my teacher again (I'm trying to coax a story out of her for BW; we'll see). The reading went well, I think -- it was a little odd reading to an audience that was almost entirely South Asian (Jed and David did come to support me, for which I am very grateful; I was feeling pretty emotionally drained by the end of the reading. Readings are tiring). "Monsoon Day" was actually probably the least erotic/explicit of the stories read, which is kind of an odd position for me to find myself in. I'm not used to thinking that I should have picked a sexier story. Still, people liked it well enough, and I sold two copies of my book, so some people must have liked it more than a little. :-)
Came home, talked to Kev a bit, crashed.
This morning, I'm working on collages. I'm planning on stopping by Lacis, a fabulous little shop that sells all kinds of vintage fabrics and bits and bobs. I may want some for collaging. It's nice having an excuse to buy that kind of thing. :-) Then up to Berkeley, to work at Cafe Elodie for a while, and meet up with Wendy (of an old writing group) and Daniel for tea and chatting. Back home for dinner; David's making his trademarked spaghetti. Mmm... It reminds me of good times in Philly; back when I met him, that was pretty close to the only thing he cooked. (Heh. I just know he's going to take issue with that statement when he reads this... :-)