Since last we spoke . . .
Friday, I was interviewed by my friend Andrew Matveev for a magazine in Moscow.
Saturday, it snowed and all in an instant autumn turned to winter. Over the river and through the woods Marianne and I drove, to Big Blue Marble, where my pal Victoria Janssen had a book launch party for her new erotic romance, The Moonlight Mistress. And, yes, there were luscious pomegranates on display.
Sunday, I went to the Morris Arboretum, where I've been obsessively photographing Patrick Dougherty's installation, the Summer Palace. I'll surely write a batch of short-shorts about it and maybe even (if the Good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise) something longer. Eventually. Right now, I've got a novel to write.
And today's a good time to wander over to The Drabblecast, and hear their version of my "Invisibility for Beginners." Pretty cool. Right here.
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2 comments:
I like the cows.
De gustibus non disputatum, as Mr. Rogers used to say. Personally, I prefer luscious pomegranates.
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