As part of our ongoing endeavor to make this website more interesting for Gwen to read, here’s a Gwen update: She had the job interview at New England Comics, which she thinks went well. They asked if she reads my books, which of course she doesn’t. That shouldn’t be surprising. Putting aside the axiom that no man is a hero in his own home (except, I think, major league baseball players; I mean, how could they NOT be), I think it’s tough for the children of a writer to suspend disbelief long enough and buy into characters when they’re used to seeing their father sitting there creating the characters on his computer. Shana, my eldest, *did* read “Sir Apropos of Nothing,” but was totally skeeved by the sex because her father isn’t supposed to know about such things. I advised her to steer clear of “The Woad to Wuin” on that basis, since it’s raunchier than the first book.
I remember going to a Cherry Poppin’ Daddies concert some time ago. Girls were screaming as the lead singer bounced up and down while singing “Zoot Suit Riot.” But I could see the guy was about my age, and all I could imagine was him having a teenage daughter in the audience being utterly mortified, because that’s what teenage daughters do best: Be embarrassed about their parents. “What does your father do for a living?” Do you really think she’d say, “He’s a Cherry Poppin’ Daddy?” Hëll no. She’d probably say, “He sells insurance.” Which is what my kids used to say about me, particularly when meeting boys, so they wouldn’t have to worry that the boys weren’t interested in them just to get some free comic books.
At any rate, if Gwen does get a parttime gig at NEC, I’ll let you know. Because it is, after all, a Gwen world, and we’re all just living in it.
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