…I’ll be speaking about Isabella Beecher Hooker in front of the Woman’s Forum of Litchfield at the local First Congregational Church — which is, oddly enough, the former church of Isabella’s rock-ribbed father, Lyman. I don’t expect to stand in the pulpit — that would be too awesome — but I do look forward to seeing it.
The book is nearly out. I go by and pick up my author copy from Wesleyan University Press on Thursday. I almost want to cry. I don’t know how real authors feel when they first touch their book, but I almost want to cry. In fact, maybe I will.
It will take a while for the book to make it into your local bookseller, but it’s coming. In the meantime, here: This is a really good article by Tracey O’Shaughnessy, of the Waterbury Republican-American. She’s a journalist I always admired from afar, and finally got to meet. I don’t know if you have to pay 75 cents to read the link. I paid it because I’m vain. Regardless, it’s a peculiarly deep article, and I appreciate it.