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To do, next two months:
--design and debut Web site
--final edits to manuscript
--figure out what I/graphic designer friends can do about cover, if anything (?)
--figure out if we are moving out of current apartment
--figure out what to do with laptop keyboard, which is still angry that coffee was spilled all over it two Sundays ago
--read all the Larry Brown I can get my hands on (another phenomenal B recommendation)
--read more poems, especially first books
--admire thunderstorms
--eat more ice cream (and drink more Leine's) on the Terrace
--bask in summer, summer, summer. How it was missed.
i am so proud of you, sweetie. this sure as hell beats looking for the timer behind the mango syrup now, doesn't it? oh, memories... i'll try to smash a mug in your honor later.
ReplyDeletehugs,
suz
p.s. new blog... :)
playinginthewound.blogspot.com
Ahhhhhhhh! You live and type! Though of course, had I picked up my stupid new Rumor I could have verified this for myself.
ReplyDeleteI think of you often these days.
More later. I always promise this, I know. But FOR REALSIES.
I linked, hope that's okay. If no, please douse in mango syrup and set on fire.
linkage is fine, although i did go back and forth on the issue. i just couldnt stomach making my blog private and having to register everyone who got to read it, you know?
ReplyDeletebtw, had to totally google "rumor." those things scare me... there's just so many keys it gives me a panic attack. like i should be saying more, more often.
i think of you often too. do you ever get my random texts? i sent you one today of a funny drawing on avenue A that made me think of you.... it was of an iced latte that was saying "you're drinking my brain!"
There ARE so many keys! I feel like a 14-year-old girl, only older. And less text-fluent.
ReplyDeleteI have not received any amazing photos of latte-brains. Hmm. I will investigate; please hand me my houndstooth cap and pipe.