Monday, September 19, 2005

irony...the other white meat

I cannot even pretend to be able to create anything prosey that will express my feelings about the email below: from Big Fat Famous Writer, dated yesterday at 11 pm. If this were a radio show, this would be the time I'd ask you to call in with your thoughts. My inner Dr. Phil and inner Woody Allen are having one helluva slapfest in my head right now.

Hey, there -- sorry to have been out of touch, I've been traveling a great deal and haven't had much time to myself (at least not awake time). How have you been? I would very much like to talk to you. Is it too late to call you tonight? If not, where can I reach you? And if it is, when and where can I call you tomorrow?

Hope you're well. Take care--

--RR