I Always Wanted To Write Something Illustrated,

The Past Was So Past It Hurt.

I'm Trying To Read More Dead People Because I Keep Having To Read Stuff For Juries And So Forth.

I Judged About A Zillion Awards This Year So Ive Been Reading A Lot Of Books That Just Came Out.

Have I Mentioned That I Expect Death Around Every Turn, That Every Blue Sky Has A Safe Sailing Out Of It, That Every Bus Runs Me Over, That Every Low, Mean Syllable Uttered In My Direction Seems To Intimate The Violence Of Murder, That Every Family Seems Like An Opportunity For Ruin And Every Marriage A Ceremony Into Which Calamity Will Fall And Hearts Will Be Broken And Lives Destroyed And People Branded By The Mortifications Of Love?

I Don't Know Exactly How Long The Book As We Know It Will Exist, But I Fully Expect To Make It To My Death Without Having To Give Up On Books.