12.09.11I saw you tonight. You were walking with your cabal from the university to the little bar across the street where the professors and graduate students fraternize. You were in the dark, plain clothes that you think of as elegant. I have always thought they made you look pale. I was at the newsstand. I think that you saw me, but pretended not to. I want to say it didn’t sting.
God, sometimes I amuse myself.
I have a guest post up at SF Signal. I am very fond of it.
See, I have no longing for litfic or its approval. I just smugly deposit my checks.
You’ve been linked by Nick Mamatas, but don’t be sad, he pretty much hates everything:
http://nihilistic-kid.livejournal.com/1717639.html
Nick has always been very civil and polite to me in person.
I love that SF Signal post. I’m an actor/director and I’d really like your permission to perform it as a monologue, perhaps with some small changes to make it less letter-like.
As long as you’re willing to credit me with the underlying material, you have my permission. Let me know how it goes over.
Of course I’d credit you! Thanks. There’s a festival in February I’ll apply to with it. I’ll let you know how it goes : )