Didn't think being a literary agent was so much work. To sort out Kafkian red tape for said book of mine - that ravenous little monster - I will be hopping a jet to San Fransisco tonight. Ticket provided free and gratis from publisher - sweet old bitch. So, of course will file a full report on happenings on this third outing to the City by The Bay.
Scary part is - and seriously the thought gives me the heebie jeebies - on the way back will be stopping off in Los Angeles - a concrete nightmare that I have not set foot in willingly in over 23 years - to deliver a couple of copies to two estranged constituents. Hey, the plus side is they are two men that know their drink and am looking forward to some good lush kicks...
And so....
2 comments:
dense as i am, it wasn't until last night during a conversation with v that the identities of the two "estranged constituents" became clear to me.
sorry we missed you, and congratulations on your receipt of that most meaningful tribute any writer can receive: somebody who actually puts their money where their mouth is.
Missed? Not yet - I'll be in LA on the first weekend after the 5th of April. Thanks for the complement - but, are you calling me a whore? hahaha
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