Reconnecting...

I’ve recently been spending a lot of my online time on Facebook and Myspace. Mostly Facebook. Myspace seems to be geared more towards self-promotion than anything else. And it’s great for that. Facebook is more just people interacting with people. And for the past few weeks, I’ve been having a blast doing just that.

And, lucky me, I’ve been reconnecting with a bunch of people I haven’t seen in many, many years. Some of them are stunned at how much I’ve changed since way-back-when. Tracy and I went out to dinner with one woman and her husband. She and I went to school together and even used to hang out after graduation. Then, our lives headed different directions, and *poof!*; before we know it, twenty years has gone by. She and I both wondered aloud if we’d have done anything different last time we were hanging out if we’d known it was going to be twenty years before we saw each other again. Anyways, dinner the other night was a laugh riot – lots of reminiscing and lots of catching up with what’s gone on in each others lives. The night ended with promises not to make next time twenty years further down the track.

I’ve caught up with several other friends in the past few weeks and I’m honestly thrilled to have found them. I’ve come to realize I’ve missed their friendship, missed their company, missed their reassuring presence. I’ve always felt a great deal of fondness for the person I knew then, and I’ve started to enjoy the company of the person they’ve become. I’m going to work on reconnecting with more old friends. If you’re reading this and you’re one of my old friends, drop me a line on Facebook or Myspace. I’d love to hear from you.

All of this had made me think of the final, typed lines of “Stand By Me”:

“I never had any friends later on in life like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?”

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I couldn't put down Beth Ciotta's latest book, All About Evie. It had me going right to the end. Just plain great writing and storytelling with lots of laugh out loud moments. Well done, Beth. If you haven't read it, you should check it out!




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Heather Graham's latest offering is The Dead Room.

A year ago, archaeologist Leslie MacIntyre barely survived the explosion that took the life of her fiancé, Matt Connolly. In the long months since, she's slowly come to terms not only with her loss but with her unsettling new ability to communicate with ghosts, a dubious 'gift' received in the wake of her own brush with death. Now she's returned to lower Manhattan's historic Hastings House, site of the explosion, to conquer her fears and investigate a newly discovered burial ground. In this place, restless spirits hold the secrets not only of past injustice but of a very real and very contemporary conspiracy with deadly designs on the city's women—including Leslie herself. By night Matt visits her in dreams, warning her and offering clues to the truth, while by day she finds herself helped by—and attracted to—his flesh-and-blood cousin Joe. Torn by her feelings for both men, caught between the worlds of the living and the dead, Leslie struggles against the encroaching danger that threatens to overcome her. As she is drawn closer to the darkness at the heart of Hastings House, she must ultimately face the power of an evil mind, alone in a place where not even the men she loves can save her.