Lois Lowry's Blog
Flu season, or something
I've been in Sarasota visiting dear friends of 40 years--Sylvia and Tony, who winter there---and it was great to be in the warm sunshine (it was snowing in Boston the day I flew out); and now I am home, and feeling fine (though too busy) and it was almost 60 degrees today. But Martin has been sick for ten days---he missed a lovely party last night (there was a wonderful piano player, and someone said: "Too bad Martin's not here. He'd be singing"..and I had to say, "No, he'd be coughing")...and now my friend/neighbor, Kay, who comes over almost every day so that her dog can play with Alfie, has just emailed to say that she has a cough and a temperature of 102. So something is making the rounds, and so far has missed me, and I have my fingers crossed. I have important meetings this week, and a trip to Fort Myers, FL on Friday.
I was just sorting through old photos in my computer and came across this one, which I love. I took it fourteen years ago. The dog is now dead and the toddler is a teenager. But there is a timelessness to it.
I don't think I am yet authorized to show anyone, but I have just received the final art, by Bagram Ibatoulline, for the book called CROW CALL which will be published in the fall. It's an autobiographical story, set in my childhood in the 1940's, but he has made it --- yes, to repeat myself -- timeless. The paintings are absoutely beautiful and I feel very fortunate that this immensely gifted artist agreed to illustrate my words.