Monday
Dear Abruptly Adopted Nephew,
A word in haste (well, reasonable haste considering my letter-writing schedule)
to tell you not to bother sending the record back. I’d much rather
you sent it on to Philip, as it was he who expressed interest. Not surprisingly,
I like the book better, and the reason the record is in such good shape (aside
from the fact that I tend to be extremely careful of records anyway) it is
probably that it never got played much. If you have already mailed it, of
course, pay no attention to what I just said and thank you for your punctilio.
I should have made it clear it was meant as not exactly a gift but a hand-me-down.
I trust you gave Tina et ux (or is
ux the distaff side of the establishment?) my felicitations.
I do not suppose you will suggest they name him Max. I do not
suppose they would listen if you did. Anyway, I’m glad
it’s happily concluded as I know it’s been preying
on your mind a good deal.
Re THE CURSE OF THE GIANT HOGWEED... it is, as I should have
thought you’d realize, about Peter, Tim, and Daniel Stott. I do not
know if it will ever be sold. My friend Ginnie, who’s
typing it, says she loves it but thinks it would have to be
for a rather
special type of reader. I told her all my readers are special,
and trust that line will work on my editor. Anyway, all will
be revealed, I expect, sooner or later. In the meantime I am
working
on THE GRUB AND STAKERS QUILT A BEE.
LOVED the stationary... I liked the Martha Grimes story THE MAN
WITH A LOAD OF MISCHIEF... was that the one you read? She has a
new one out, I believe.
I cannot think why SOMETHING THE CAT DRAGGED IN has not found
its way to Minnesota yet... I just hope they haven’t gone and
done what they did last time: i.e., not print enough to fill the
orders. It was released Sept, 2 and there have been plenty available
in the east because I have done signings in New York and Cambridge...
not that that signifies great abundance, I suppose... but my friends
in Colorado also wrote that it’s selling very well
out there, deo gratias!
I must write something with a villain named Braxton Hicks
one of these days... he’d be the type to invent one
of those torture chambers where the walls slowly squeeze
in on the hero,
I suspect.
It looks like it is going to rain, so I must be off to the
supermarket and buy some kitty litter before all melts away
in the deluge.
I shall take two of every bird, beast, and insect with me,
just in case. Was going to add, “Wish you were here,” but
thought you might possibly consider it a snide remark, so I didn’t.
Charlotte |
