Pursed Lips

I’m off for the better part of this week. I’ve a chance to go to NYC for a couple of days, so I’m taking this last taste of freedom before my kids’ summer vacation descends upon me. I’ll blog no later than Friday — with details of what the hell took me to NYC.

Plus all the links that’ve been building up.

Until then, enjoy this bit of publishing history and (even better) author Gloria Brame’s own reminiscent along Hoffenberg lines. I suspect my visit to the city will be downright pedestrian by comparison.

See you on the flip side.