Today I had an early Mother's Day brunch and talked my mom into picking up mail with me so I could see whether a book I needed had come in yet. It had. I told her who the author was and she got really excited. I opened the envelope right out on Second Avenue and handed the galley to her for inspection.

She clutched it to her chest and said "Ooh, look at me! I'm fabulous! I have a book that's not out yet!" Then she asked how soon I could lend it to her.

Happy early Mother's Day, Mom. I'm glad all the sleep deprivation I caused you didn't kill you, so you had time to catch up on your reading later.