Jiminy Cricket!

Here I am, internationally-known glamorous chanteuse, up to my elbows in packing materials. My hair is sticking straight up, my jeans are torn at the knees. My Fiddle and Dance tee shirt is faded and frayed. I'm listening to books-on-tape.

At month's end, I am moving out of this apartment, and I have many boxes to pack. Time, that river that used to flow so slowly, past Forever-from-now all the way to Christmas (but, alas, never quite as far as Someday, where my pony lives), is disappearing down the maw of a munching grasshopper

A what? Watch.

 One more thing. I would love to do audio books. If you can help in any way to make that happen, please email me, which you can do through the link on the "About" page of this blog.

Back to the boxes!