“SO….I went to Clooney’s house (he pretended not to be in) to deliver your book. I took a picture of me in front and at the side of his house … I put the book in a plastic bag then John threw it over the high iron gate. “I wrote a little note in the book, telling him I was a Teacher-Librarian from Toronto, live in Como for the summer… I put my address in the book, partly as proof I wasn’t lying and deep down in my heart hoping that perhaps he might pop in for a glass or eight of wine … Well, I’m sad to say he never bothered to visit me. I made sure my hair was washed everyday and when John left and I remained there alone, I even put make-up on during the day while waiting for Clooney …”
I rather love the image of her husband chucking the book over the high fence. I hope no one was sitting in the garden.
And George: Your fans are legion in the world of librarians. And, of course, in the world of young adult novelists … Wouldn’t you love to do a cameo in the movie version? This girl – and her GALS – can continue to dream …