Oh, Chicago. Oh, Chicago, Chicago, Chicago.
There are so many things I love about you. Boat-hopping in summertime; running along Lake Michigan during a perfect autumn day; fried chicken at Harold’s in Hyde Park; hot dogs, Chicago-style, and baseball games at Wrigley stadium; Sunday football; nights at the Brew n’ View; the high heels and high flash in the Viagra Triangle; perfect dirty martinis at Capital Grille. I could go on.
Here is what I DON’T love: getting snowed into a hotel without power, room service, wifi, or a functional minibar, during a blizzard of end-of-the-world proportions, when I am supposed to be sitting at a nice folding table at Anderson’s, signing books for my lovely fans, and perhaps sipping some sparkling grape juice to mark the release of DELIRIUM.
In other words: SNOMG.
As I sit here, illuminated by nothing other than the glowing blue light of my computer screen, PRAYING that the heat does not go on the fritz, I have to say that I am a teensy bit upset with Chicago right now—or at least, its weather systems.
But seriously, I’m really, really disappointed I didn’t get to launch DELIRIUM at Anderson’s, which remains one of my favorite bookstores in the country. For all you fans who were hoping to catch me tonight, first of all, I hope you’re safe and warm at home and second of all, PLEASE KNOW that I will, without a shadow of a doubt, be rescheduling this event for spring. I may not get back here until April, but I WILL get back here—and I will bring chocolate with me to thank you for your patience!!
***In the meantime, I did make it to Anderson’s earlier yesterday afternoon and I signed a bazillion copies of both Delirium and Before I Fall—so if you’re dying for a copy sporting my John Hancock, please just call the store at 630-355-2665*** and they’ll be happy to get one out to you (although don’t count on them being at work today—the blizzard’s still on, people!).