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Monday 11 June 2007 | I like a cookie
The Brujo takes me out for Central American food, we watch the goofy, stylized Hitchcock Spellbound (alternately bemused by its silver-screen loveliness and laughing our asses off) and he leaves around ten. I’m immediately plunged into an intense, thrumming isolation only heightened by the rain outside. (Sometimes I see me dead in it. —No, sorry; [...]
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Monday 11 June 2007 | I like a cookie
Puff is zanting irritatedly around the house, mrrtling and petulant, all rainy-day cat. It’s pelting cold rain outside. This was not the afternoon she ordered. I, however, am totally happy with it. In a few days I get the corrections from the Boston editor, and do my last draft of the Dying Book. Until then [...]
