With... Adam Sargant
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It's our last episode of series 1!!! Expect ghost, ghouls and lots of
laughs as we round off the series with Adam Sargant, AKA Haunted Haworth.
We'll be...
5 months ago
I asked, “Do you really and truly mean that my signature, my name, means nothing, absolutely nothing at all?”And this is the blogger's own story when she wanted Madeleine L'Engle to sign this book but the shop assistants told her that Madeleine L'Engle could only sign her latest book.
“That’s what I mean.”
It was a wet and windy day. I looked at the rain slashing against the windows, pulled out a check with cybernetic salad in the bottom left-hand corner, said, “All right then, I feel like Emily Brontë today,” and signed it Emily Brontë.
My friend was not amused. “Madeleine, what are you doing?”
“You just told me that my name means nothing, absolutely nothing at all. Okay, so I feel like Emily Brontë and I don’t see why I shouldn’t sign it Emily Brontë. Take it — just for fun— and let’s see what happens.” [...]
It did not bounce. I now have cancelled checks signed Emily Brontë, Jane Austen, and Elizabeth Barret Browning.
There we were, standing before the table where Madeleine L’Engle sat. She signed Kelly’s book. She signed mine. I said, “I have A Circle of Quiet here, is there any way you can sign it?” One of the two or three hovering Vroman’s ladies, wearing store aprons and frowns, replied that sorry, no, she couldn’t sign that book.Fantastic anecdote.
“Well how about if she signs it Emily Brontë?” I asked, looking at Ms. L’Engle.
She looked up, saw the book I held. Her next words were both a gift and a response to my secret code.
“I have to sign that.”
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