Many thanks again to the guest bloggers filling in. I’ve been truly stunned and delighted by the remembrances, reading reports and general tomfoolery.
Since there have been a few emails, some news on my coordinates, cunning plans, and the like is forthcoming. But for now, I’ll simply confess that I chatted briefly with David Markson last night. My conversation went something like this:
ME: Congratulations! I very much enjoyed The Last Novel.
MARKSON: You’re drenching!
ME: I’d be interested in interviewing you for the…
MARKSON: You’re soaking wet!
ME: …sort of like radio, the…
MARKSON: You’re drenched!
Nobody informed me about the speed and manner in which starboard thunderstorms stub out sunny afternoons. More later.