Back in late 2008 or early 2009, I was very excited to learn that one of my favorite writers, Jhumpa Lahiri, would be speaking at a local Parisian bookstore. The reason for her visit was partially because she had written the foreword for a collection of stories by a writer named Mavis Gallant, someone I had never heard of before.
I felt very lucky to have met her.
Afterwards, Red and I lined up to get books signed by them. Gallant started writing in Red's book and then scribbled over the first line. "I was about to give you my phone number and address," she said.
Gallant passed away this week at the age of 91. Read more here and maybe here.
What's Peanut eating? A cobweb.