Delicious.
Last night I'm reading the newspaper in Scott's bed. The Times Chronicle.
Oh, look, I said. My article on the Pennypack Trail got in. Letter to the editor.
I started reading it and thought No one can write like this.
Today I thanked the editor and suggested I sign a contract and write anudder true story about Keeping Mom out of a nursing home at 97.
Writing... how I luv it. The Beehive is meeting today at 2.
Soon I will be in the audience.
It was barely filled. I paid about $20 cash for a seat on the right, an excellent seat.
The last time I was there I heard Sharon Olds read her poetry. But it seemed to be a smaller room.
Okay I lost my entire post after they warned me.
See you in the next post.
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