Life. More of it.

I am still alive.

I had to stop working on the book for a few days and do the other type of work that one hopes will turn into real money more quickly. I went to a meeting in Paris. They liked me. They said they would send me some work. I hope they really mean it.

I decided to continue with my 19th-century project of looking for a husband who can support me and I found a fairly rich business owner who is interested. We are having a very frank and plain discussion about what is on the table.

I am talking to the Honcho every day because if I got married I would have to let him go completely and the thought makes me feel like I want him by my side all the time, at least metaphorically.

I will let you know what happens.

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