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Drove milady to the station this morning, rather late, alas: I can't think what delayed us. We've already 'gone public' so it's just finding out about how well we fit. Thus far so good. Now I have to start writing again. Also I have to be cynical and write the next novel with an eye on the bottom line, rather than trying to compose with my particular criticisms and pseudo-rebuttals of lit-crit theory.
I should remember the marketplace: no-one's ever gone broke underestimating the intelligence of the general public.
Explosions and sex it is then.