My head is full of thoughts about memoirs and fictional works encompassing lives of characters who live in the minds of readers. I'm reading a memoir before I fall asleep at night (mentioned in 10/2 posting) and thinking of Betty Smith's A TREE GROWS IN BROOKLYN and Conrad Richter's THE AWAKENING LAND trilogy, and Suttons Bay author Erin Q. Hartman and I set a date this morning for her to do a reading at Dog Ears Books from her book, HOPE FOR CARSONVILLE, a wonderful memoir of growing up with an unforgettable mother. But today was the first day of the three-day "Fall for Art" weekend, a self-guided tour of 22 Leelanau County galleries from Empire to Northport, and visitors who have their brochures initialed or stamped at all 22 are eligible for prizes at the end of the tour, so I was busy initialing brochures, explaining the gallery to people who hadn't been in before (Painted Horse Gallery only opened July 13 of this year), urging them to help themselves to apple cider and cookies--and, yes, selling a few books, too. All of which is to say I don't have the energy tonight to compose an essay on fictional and nonfictional characters. There's no promise these particular thoughts will take shape by any particular date, either. Each day brings its surprises, so there's no planning these entries in advance.
Our weather today stayed sunny and beautiful, with no sign of threatened thundershowers until clouds moved in close to six o'clock in the evening. Knowing it would be a busy day, I treated myself to the long route to town this morning, back through orchard country, through the old golf course, then north on a dirt road that would be perfect on horseback. Sigh!
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