part seven in a week-long series all about the rituals of being friends
a long old time ago, someone whose writing i respect said some mean things about my writing--valid criticism, perhaps, but said in a mean, ouchy way. when a new friend heard about it, she defended me thoroughly, intelligently, and without reservation. she may not remember it, but i sure do.
in my mind, it cemented our friendship status. that's one of the rituals of friendship, after all: leaping to the other person's defense.
fast forward fifteen years, and i still consider the woman who defended me a friend. which leads me to another ritual of friendship: celebrating the other person's successes.
that's why this week's what s/he wrote is a little different. i haven't actually read the thing that i'm going to ask you to read. it's my defender-friend's debut novel. her name is emily colin, the book is titled the memory thief, and it's available beginning august 21. you can see the trailer here. and if you're a book club kind of person, check this awesomeness out.
p.s.: the mean-things-sayer is now my friend, too, and she's an extraordinary person. but that's another story.