1. My Brakebills shirt arrived today. Where’s yours? Where is it?
2. Today I got an e-mail from Charlie Rose’s producer asking me to come on and talk about this summer’s books.
I hated to leave Sophie and Halcyon (Hally? Hallie? Not sure yet.) But jeez, I’ve always wanted to be on that show. I’ve even been booked a couple of times, but I always got bumped. Not this time.
I had an hour and a half to get ready. I took a shower, shaved my head, put on clothes (the theme of my outfit was: I am awake and alert and not the father of a newborn baby) and grabbed a taxi.
Charlie Rose is shot in the Bloomberg building, which is a building that comes from the future. In the future everything — doors, elevators, urinals — is either a monitor or a mirror. I was placed in a white life-support pod with the other guests (Dana Stevens from Slate, Lisa Schwarzbaum from Entertainment Weekly, Sasha Frere-Jones from the New Yorker, Stephanie Zacharek from Movieline). They were all nice. There was backstage camaraderie. The movie people all went on together. I (and also Frere-Jones) went on alone.
All I can say is that Rose looks and sounds exactly like he does on TV, which is actually pretty rare in my experience. He’s smart and nice. His table does in fact float in an inky black void, not unlike the one Mork floated in when he did his end-of-show reports about Earth to Orson. (#trivia!)
As usually happens when I go on TV, I entered a Great-Outdoor-Fight-style fugue state as soon as they clipped the mike on me. I have no idea what I said. I hope it was mostly in English.
The show will air on July 4th. Tune in if you hate fireworks!
3. The Magicians will be #15 on next week’s New York Times list! Hooray!