December 29, 2007
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Arrived
I'm blogging to you from London, Bloomsbury Square. It's . . . nice out? With blue skies? Thank you, Weather Pixie!
Not much to say yet, given that I'm getting over a truly loopy combination jet lag/insomnia. I'm staying at the Academy Hotel. In the Virginia Wolf suite. No ovens, but there is an unused fireplace. (Or, wait, was that Anne Sexton who killed herself that way? Or Sylvia Plath? Sad British suicidal lady writers. I can't keep them straight.) If I have the urge to write Mrs. Dalloway and mope, I'll have to switch to the, I don't know, Pete Townshend suite if they have one. Perhaps that one comes "pre-trashed."
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More updates, please! Photos! What have you been doing? Where have you been eating? How is Dr. M and his feline entourage? When do you return?
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