Thursday, September 28, 2006

Wow, I'm in Arizona!!!!!

Greetings from a dry, hot place . . .
I'm at the National Media Market which is taking place this year in Mesa, Arizona, which seems to be an oasis of hotels not far from Phoenix. I'm staying at the Hilton East; most conveniently, this is the location of the Media Market as well, so I can fall out of bed, stumble out the door, and immerse myself in all manner of educational media from early morning (far too early if you ask me) till night.

It is so fun! I am meeting people I know only from listservs or as voices on the phone--the mythical "Peter" from Medianet, the Films Media Group folks, Ursula from the NMM board, who was kind enough to award me a travel grant to this shindig . . .

I haven't been to Arizona since I was a kid . . . on one of my mom's previously described "educational" road trips! My memories of this area are grim. First, I got sick, so sick my mom had to carry me out of the car (I was, like, 11) to view the Grand Canyon. Then, FAR WORSE,
my mom got sick!!!! She was so sick she pulled off the road early and we got a motel room in Phoenix. She told my brother and me she was going to "sweat it out", which was a sort of family remedy for getting rid of sickness, and that we should go out to the pool so she could rest. Jerry and I wandered out in the noonday sun to the pool, and since we always stayed at the cheapest hotels, it was wretched. We sat there in the blazing sun, watching water-bugs skate over the surface of the water. Then we went back to the room, and watched TV, till my mom woke up, well enough to take us to dinner.

This hotel is much nicer! Fitness center, much cleaner pool with no bugs.

My flight was long enough for me to finish a book I loved: Moon Tide, by Dawn Tripp. She's a Tripp by marriage only, but has captured perfectly the landscape, people, and a critical time in the history of my beloved Westport. I must say I think the erotic relationships in the novel do not seem likely to have taken place between any of MY Westport ancestors . . . then again, what do I know? I was dazzled by her use of language, and can't wait to read her second novel, also set in Westport, The Season of Open Water. http://www.amazon.com/Moon-Tide-Dawn-Clifton-Tripp

Once again, I find myself digitally challenged, and unable to make a satisfactory link. Just go to amazon and look Dawn Tripp's books up there. Kevo, why can't I do this stuff????????

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