it’s 4.07AM in Los Angeles and we’re waiting for the taxi-cab to arrive as we’re booked onto the early morning flight to the Other Coast.
as is This just in from our Literary Agent (such a lovely phrase) from the Trades.
we’re going to smile all the way across the USA to Manhattan.
see you on the Other side (of the country, not the veil of life, darlings)
about, well, everything.