Friday, April 13, 2012
In the mornings I write Berlin for Tamra. It comes slow, but it comes. Perhaps I don't want to say goodbye to these characters. Perhaps I am dwelling longer than I should. I am in the homestretch now, but I won't rush it. I can't. You don't hurry your way toward story.
In the meantime, I am blessed by a certain Jessica Shoffel of Philomel, who is doing so much to ease the path of Small Damages into the world, and getting remarkable results. I am blessed, too, by my agent Amy Rennert. She knows why.
The word, this week, is magic.