It's the Little Things that Slay Me

This afternoon, I received a flurry of emails from my book packager. Tucked away in one of them was the following gem:

"We had a request for clarification from the Library of Congress. Apparently, a Kathryn Gregorio directed a video in 2001. Not you I assume?"

The answer to that question is, of course, no. That Kathryn is a filmmaker in Brooklyn, and I've actually known about her for years, because I am just that vain, and periodically Google my name. You do that, too, right?

Ok, let's all just pause for a moment to take this all in. The Library of Congress. The LIBRARY OF CONGRESS.

Yes, it's just part of the process of publishing a book. There are numbers to be assigned, copyrights to be obtained, and other details that are beyond me. It's hard to even comprehend them because I can't get past the words, "THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS."

This is even cooler then the moment I realized that I would be working with the same book packagers who put together John Lithgow's LithgowPalooza books.

I know, I shouldn't shout. It's a library. I should whisper.

the library of congress.

hot damn!