Saturday, March 8, 2008

She Hasn't Repressed This One, Careless Memory #8

A Glimpse into a Writer's Life

When my fantasy author, Sandy Lender, was about six or seven years old, she lived in Sterling, Illinois. Don't bother looking; she says you probably won't find it on a map.

At that time, her dad worked at a college and was building their house in the evenings, and her mom worked at a lumber yard, so Sandy went to a friend's house after school where the friend's mom ran a sort of babysitting service/daycare service for kids.

This memory is of the time when Shaun Cassidy's Da Doo (oh, by the gods, do I really have to type this?)…

This memory is of the time when Shaun Cassidy's mid-seventies album was released. Sandy was at Heather Kaly's house for dinner and Heather's dad put the new album on the turn-table (I actually understand these terms because Sandy has a vinyl collection that she's schooled me on—don't ask…) and they ate dinner while singing along with Shaun's new songs.

In other words, she was predisposed to be a music freak. You know…she accosted some poor Hall-mark store employee over Shaun Cassidy about five or six years ago…The store was pumping out some tunes (and does that impress you? I've been paying attention to the hip-hop language she spews from time to time) and when she heard the beginning of…oh no…I have to type it…when she heard the beginning of Da Doo Run Run, she pounced on the nearest store employee and demanded he show her the CD they were playing. Of course she bought it because she'd not seen any of Shaun's merchandise on CD before. I call this behavior "odd."

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