Every once in a while, you’ve got to cut loose. And I did this weekend.
I gave myself a great black tie party Saturday–to celebrate the publication of CRIMSON MOON. I’ve never indulged myself this way before, but I figured I’d never have another hundredth book, so I pulled out the stops and celebrated. I treated 100 of my friends and relatives to dinner and dancing at Historic Oakland, a beautiful manor house near my home in Columbia. The buffet dinner was fantastic–and catered by Baltimore's Brass Elephant restaurant. My friend, Mary Kilchenstein, helped me come up with a list of great dance numbers. Like That Old Time Rock and Roll and Great Balls of Fire. And I started the dancing with The Wind Beneath My Wings–with my husband, Norman.
My son-in-law Steve Webber is a really wonderful singer. And he agreed to sing and play the guitar for my friends. He and Mary sang City of New Orleans. And he did a bunch of other numbers by himself. I asked for The Green, Green Grass of Home and The Boxer, and he did those for me.
Well, now I’d better get back to work, since I’ve got a book due July 15.