Tue, 17:22:
What a wonderful moment I just had.
I was nearly tearing up at the wonderful last page of the wonderful novel I just finished reading, thinking about how extraordinary it would have been to read a book like this, a fantasy novel with a gay protagonist and a delightfully bent sense of humor, when I was a teenager. And how extraordinary it is that excellent YA fiction like this exists now.
This moment was passing as I read while walking up Broadway on Capitol Hill, and a woman standing against a wall said as I passed her, “I hope it’s a great ending!”
It truly warmed my heart.
“It is!” I said.
