I keep forgetting to tell you about this. You should come. You'll make me rich.
I've been asked to read for a Non Fiction cabaret this Sunday at the Carrot Cafe (corner 94st& 118ave) from 3:00-5:00. The cover is $5.00, but there will be some good music and fancy pants writers, like Myrna Kostash, Curtis Gillespie and Ted Bishop, reading there, too. C'moooooooon. It'll be fun.
(sheesh. life is getting out of control around here. For the good news: I'm getting some fantastic writing done on an essay I've been working on since May. That's right. MAY! Ugh.)
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I wish I lived closer. I would come. :)
If I weren't in vegas, I'd BE THERE.
By the time I get off the plane it'll be over. :-( Sigh.
I'll be there, yeah, sure, you bet, uh huh....in my dreams.
Have fun, Angela! Sounds like a swell night.
(Did I just write swell?)
Essays that take a long time are familiar to me. I'm happy for you that it's coming along. Hope the readings were fun, rewarding, all kindsa stuff.
We'd have both loved to come, but our sled dog's passports expired:)
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