I’m still trying to put my finger on the complex wonder that speaks to me so much in Ms. Garvin’s writing… and I don’t think it’s any one thing. The writing is seamless and rich. The characters are complex, authentic, and are remarkable in their caring for each other. My one great disappointment with this book is that I can’t have Tig, Jean, Wendy, and the others over for dinner, and I can’t give Margaret Thatcher an ear rub.
In fact, I’ve become such a fan of Ann Garvin’s writing that when a friend mentioned that she’s giving a workshop near me, I made sure to be there. It was such a pleasure to hear Ann talk about her work as a writer and learn craft from her. I nearly forgot to even get a photograph, but thankfully remembered before all of the other students had left. That’s Ann with the dark curls, and I’m the tall one. It was so great to meet her and let her know I’m a fan. I know I will happily read anything she publishes from here on out and I hope our paths cross again.