Katan, Tania, The Advocate (The national gay & lesbian newsmagazine)
It's a breezy Monday in WeHo, the kind that makes you believe anything is possible. My partner, Angel& and I rush down Santa Monica Boulevard to A Different Light bookstore. We're going to meet David Sedaris. Angela seems content to jog, but I'm all-out sprinting. "Hurry up! His reading starts in two hours."
The extra time allows me to fantasize about meeting him. Ill be sitting in the front row, all genderqueer with my faux-hawk and faded Diesel jeans, just boyish enough to catch David's eye, at which point he'll say to me, in his demure Truman Capote--esque voice, "Tania Katan? People compare me to you all the time. I hear you have a new book coming out--can I give you a quote for the cover?"
Oh, the quote. See, my new memoir is coming out, and my strategy is to get Mr. Sedaris to sign Me Talk Pretty One Day. Then I can take what he's written and tailor it to fit my book-cover needs.
David arrives early. There are only 10 of us. It's like an intimate dinner party. I take a deep breath: "Hi, David. I love your writing." I hand him my worn copy of Me Talk Pretty to sign.
"Could you spell your name?" he says.
"T-A-N-I-A. I'm a writer too."
"You've got a lot of energy." David leans in to my book and scrawls: "Tania, you are a firecracker! Keep up the writing! Love, David Sedaris."
So many options for a cover quote: "A firecracker up the Sedaris!" "Tania, you are David Sedaris!" Could life get better than this? …