| ROB SHIVERS in the cold drizzle. He stands in SURFING SHORTS and wipes rain from his SUN GLASSES. | ||
Wow! Finally the Fab Four (Allen, Bev, 'wordsman, & myself) are back together . . . and it's time to disperse and travel again. |
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| He LAUGHS. | ||
At least those guys get to travel. So cool to see Beverly writing in the Mezangelle dialect, invented by the great Mez. Can't wait to see more. 'wordsman and Beverly are going to create a mobile lovenest in Vaison la Romaine, south of France for a short spell, Allen is spending a lot of (high quality, apparently) time in Chicago, and I'm here in the Nort' Woods tidying odds & ends for a week or so. We have a rendezvous for a Literary Lunch (which I'm sure will be raucous, now that Bev is back) in the second week of June . . . and then we'll launch the fabulous summer season of robwit.net. |