Literary Lunch

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"I LOVE I'd tell you I loved you, but then I'd have to kill you. It is by far the best book I have ever read."
By Jessica

E. Lockhart and John Green are blogging about their literary crushes, so of course I thought that would be cool. I even wrote the following:

--Dennis Lehane is my literary crush to end all literary crushes. True, his books are nothing like mine, but opposites do attract. And can you imagine what you’d get if you crossed Mystic River or A Drink Before the War with Love You Kill You? Well…I can’t imagine it either, but it’d probably ROCK!

But Dennis Lehane was as far as I got. Really. Truly. Why go any further?

So then I decided to modify this cool idea and decide which writers I would love to have over for supper.

But literary supper just doesn’t have a very good ring to it. So I’m making it Literary Lunch because I’m all about alliteration.

So, you are cordially invited to a literary lunch at the home of Ally Carter.

This is who’s coming:

Sarah Dessen who simply must come because she’s lovely and talented and I can imagine us hanging out in the kitchen and her volunteering to put ice in the glasses while we talk about Veronica Mars.

Jennifer Crusie and Bob Mayer because they seem like the literary Bonnie and Clyde. Or Lucy and Ethel. In any case I want them there because what dinner party is complete without a bickering couple?

Jennifer Weiner because I think she’d be a hoot.

Tim Gunn because I don’t know a single writer who isn’t obsessed with him and doesn’t want him to help us with our unfinished books just like he helps the Project Runway designers with their unfinished garments.

Jonathan Tropper about whom I know very, very little except that everything he breathes on gets optioned by big-time Hollywood people and I want him breathing on me and my lasagna.

(Did I mention we’ll be having lasagna?)

Maggie Marr whom I actually know and who is very cool and incredibly talented and with whom I will someday win an Emmy (which is why Jonathan Tropper will be breathing on us both).

And finally JK Rowling who I think will probably volunteer to toss the salad while Sarah Dessen does the glasses and pours the tea. I know she’s the biggest literary star in the universe, but she still strikes me as a “let me help you with that salad” sort of lady which is just one more reason to love her. (And then I will eat ALL the salad trying to digest as much JK Rowlingness as possible.)

So that’s it. My literary lunch.

Sarah, JK and I are busy in the kitchen. Jenny Crusie just came in to borrow a knife a few minutes ago and now she’s chasing Bob Mayer around the yard with it yelling, “you call yourself a Green Beret!”

Jonathan Tropper is in the bathroom. Hiding from me.

Maggie Marr and Jennifer Weiner are sitting at the bar swapping Shirley McClain stories.

And Tim Gunn just looked in the oven and told me, “Make it work.”

-Ally