Eric, your insights and enthusiasms tell me that I should hire you immediately as my press agent (and also as my secret agent, to do the deeds you suggest, so that I can continue writing, which would include writing to you in jail).
So it’s your aunt that’s the one stalling the sending of my novel, eh? Did she also intercept the six kilos of hashish I sent as medical relief to a Marin County monastery in ’73?
It’s all good…
