A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with my (brilliant) friend Peggy Waller at Nix, a sublime vegetarian restaurant near Union Square. I showed her the one copy of my new book, My Brilliant Friends, then in my possession—pub date January 1, 2019—and she wanted to take a picture of me to celebrate. I preferred the book jacket and the faces of the friends whose stories I tell.
Diary Entry
Ladies Who Lunch
Welcome. Some musings on my current preoccupations with the worlds of illness and the worlds of books, the vicissitudes of living with cancer and the need now, in my eighties, to imagine what new writing might be.