With ALA over, I was playing catch up with my blog reader and Twitter to see what I’d missed while in New Orleans.
And I missed men.
Namely, L’Engle men.
Rettger includes people like Wally Austin of the infamous women don’t wear pants comment, which I didn’t notice on my first reading of The Moon By Night and was appalled by on my second. (No, really, it still bothers me that Dad and the boys wear jeans for their camping trip, because Daddy doesn’t like women in pants, mother never wears them, but she’s ready for that camping trip in a nice plaid skirt, white blouse and red cardigan.)
I’m glad to know I’m not the only one who pronounced Dennys’s name like the restaurant, and, really, still think that first and then have to correct myself to Dennis.
And Calvin O’Keefe. I really wish there had been a book about the grown up Calvin and Meg!