Let’s imagine we’re Mister Lester…
Why! I feel so tall all of a sudden!
Oh! Life with Crazy-Pants Publishing-Girl… I’m afraid it’s rather difficult. Last night I lost it over margins, demanded take-out Thai food for dinner, threatened to pour all the liquor in the house down the drain because even the slightest bit gives me a whopping headache, and could only be appeased by The Mister when he read aloud to me from Stephen King’s, On Writing. A book so funny and true I laughed until I fell asleep.
