Je suis bad napper

I was up until 2am writing press releases, so I kind of need a nap before my afternoon calls start in earnest but the events of my day thus far have been too delightful not to mention. I had a tough time getting started around 9 (what do people do then? Now I know: knock things over looking for sunglasses, try on six different dresses while caterwauling an Amy Winehouse/Smiths medley, mist an aura of "Mandragore" in the hopes that enlivening the senses has a stimulant-like effect, fuss over orchids -- you'd think I have a moon garden considering how late in the evening I usually tend to my darlings, and make a note to put a car service on speed dial). All that aside, I met Jen Bekman and Amy Ross at Balthazar for breakfast, where I do remember in between gulps of latte saying, "I think I'll go to Paris. I like it here," and, "When I have a house in Belgravia, I'll have this delivered." Then, a little later on, I went slightly uptown to meet Jeffrey Frank at Union Square Cafe for a most charming lunch to recap the publicity campaign we did for his new novel, Trudy Hopedale. We also discussed: Copenhagen, Hong Kong, Antwerp, Ithaca and revelled in the fact that we are both inveterate eavesdroppers. Lately people ask me more and more if I'll stay in New York, and I'm starting to see why. When we left we ran into FSG's Jeff Seroy having lunch, which of course made my day even more, as if such a thing were even possible. My lucky streak continued in the square proper,  where I spotted publishing's best-looking new power couple, noted flaneur Andy Heidel of Houghton Mifflin and Sarah Reidy of Soho Press. We gossiped, of course; we're publicists. Now I'm home, to lie down for a moment or two or a whole half hour would be nice (even knowing that I won't as I type it, because I am a bad napper) before I turn my attention to this for the rest of the day/night. Oh also today, I think I found a perfect housesitter and facilitated an introduction between two admirers and their heroine. How I hope that happens! And I got a note in my mailbox from the post office about receiving a print (1st in the series, baby!) in the mail, but I missed the post today. Sigh. I was busy. Still am. But I wouldn't change a thing.

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[Claire]

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