the view from here (the word is magic)

We looked for birds and found this pond.  We hurried to the bay at sunset.  I stood on the balcony on the cusp of dawn, looking for dolphins and blues.

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.

  

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