![]() ![]() Besides, attendees would receive a copy of Hanks’ book. ![]() I would have been stupid to pass up that opportunity. The ticket was embarrassingly inexpensive, especially given the opportunity to listen to a conversation between Tom Hanks – yes, the Tom Hanks – and Ann, as my bestie and I refer to Patchett. Said bestie had purchased two tickets, but her husband had a conflict and wouldn’t be able to accompany her to the event. On the phone, she explained that author Ann Patchett – aka one of my two favorite living authors – would be interviewing Tom Hanks – yes, the Tom Hanks – in Nashville in May about Hanks’ novel. She had a proposition that would be best explained on the phone. This saga begins a couple months ago when my bestie texted and asked if I had time for a chat. But having met one of my two favorite living authors last week, I can say that meeting someone I admire was pretty expletive awesome. ![]() As I don’t have heroes, I can’t speak to that. There’s an old saying that we should never meet our heroes. ![]()
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