The Giller Prize longlist was announced today. I’m on it.
It was announced in Montreal. My son goes to school across the street from where it was announced.
I am in a hotel room in Anaheim, California. My phone started buzzing. I was on the list for Canada’s richest literary prize.
My reaction? I did a jig in my hotel room. In my underwear (I’d just gotten out of the shower).
You always say you don’t care about awards. And you like to think you don’t. Until they happen to you.
