Today at 10 a.m. attended the celebration of the life of Elizabeth Hart, a fellow parishioner at Prince of Peace, whom I greatly admired for her truly Christian spirit and ministries. A stunning, meaningful event which is still tearing at my center. It's all been so frantic and busy for the last week that the sense of loss didn't really hit until now - mingled in, I realized as we were driving away, with the loss of my half-sister, Shelley Scott Hayner, right in the middle of the year, when all was crashing down around the ears, and there was no way to get to New Mexico for the service. (We have a very complicated family history, folks.)
Anyway, couldn't stay long, afterward, because it's the first Saturday of the month and I had to dash home to pick up refreshments left in my care, and change into bright red earrings (black really was the order of the morning – I have never seen so much black at an Episcopal funeral).
Then, off to (the) Motion Picture (Country House in Calabasas) to preside over the California Writers Club-San Fernando Valley Branch membership meeting.
And here's the kicker: our speaker was author/editor Victoria Zackheim, who had driven down from San Francisco with her friend, Anne. I know I turned into an incoherent mush. Anne's last name is Perry. One of the two literary goddesses whose books cram my shelves. What a lovely, gracious person.
Victoria was very kind, before the meeting, sharing the name of her agent and telling me to mention her, if I followed through, and she is a marvelous speaker whom I will never forget, regardless -
But Anne Perry! I've actually been on the verge of getting up the nerve to write her on the subject of finding an agent for my Victorian adventure novel - and there she was! We were able to visit, after the meeting, and she shared some wonderful, thoughtful advice. I gave her my Dragon Solstice business card and hope she finds time to take a peek here – but she just signed a contract for three new books this year, and she has to get started on the first one, which is due in March! (Oy.)
Boggled. Just plain boggled. And so very grateful. God is good.