Things that have changed: 1) Tales has been written and has filmed. 2) The Island Dwellers is out. 3) The second book for Random House, a novel, is starting to become A Thing and not A Thing That Comes Next. 4) There is more gray in my hair.
Yesterday it was winter. Today, on the other side of the hemisphere, it’s summer. Hello Sydney.
Are these not the best names you’ve ever seen? Recent reading for/on/during trains/planes/shinkansens/hotel-rooms: After two weeks of mostly-research, the laptop is back open… This would be a more nerve-wracking affair if there weren’t a giant container of Tim-Tams currently in the fridge.
Meanwhile, back in the old neighborhood… It’s a lot quieter in the afternoons than after dark. As Thomas Wolfe said, “You can go home again, but if you go on a Tuesday afternoon, the prostitutes and low-level yakuza will not necessarily be there.”
For when it’s a late night, and you’re coming home from the office, and you stop in a conbini to get that dish soap your wife asked about, and you can’t find it, and you don’t have time to go to the izakaya where your favorite yakitori-specialist is frying chicken skewers to go with your favorite dry sake, but also you can’t go home and face her sober, so: