I’m on vacation
And other reasons this post is different from my usual quirky Manhattan-based stuff
Salutations, O Aging Humanity:
I am writing this from captivity—my spousal unit and spawn kidnapped me and dragged me off to a place with seagulls and swans for my birthday. (It was on Friday, if you are a person who is likely to ask me what the actual date is) a bug just flew up my nose…hang on a second…
Blissful prison.
One consequence of unbridled joy is that good sense goes right out the window, so of course I don’t have my laptop with me —otherwise I would post links to the new anthology that accepted my Kaiju crossover story “All Clear” and comes out in early summer. They just sent me a tote bag and two pens and a post-it pad — which is hilarious to me—marketing is so ubiquitous
When I was a kid, swag wasn’t even a word—oh that reminds me! I “pitched” to a magazine for the first time ever! And the editor in chief wrote back, eager for the article! I’ve never done this before (pitched) I have always written something and then looked to find it a home… it is fascinating to do it this way! (of course I just made myself doubly irritated that I left my laptop in the city.)
Yes. “No laptop” means I’m writing this on my phone — and the Substack interface on phones is extraordinarily irritating and not something one wants to engage with on vacation—so I will simply end here and remind you that RSVPs are recommended for my launch party on June 8 and the list is already more than half-full - I will remind you that this is a literary circus and you should dress dark and festive and arrive expecting everything to go wrong and therefore be hilarious.
(Alexa is looking out the window)
Keep your sense of humor and nothing can bother you.
Random Final Thought
Look what this Long Island rental house held! Messages! You can’t escape your past. But oh, friends, what a delicious laugh you can have.