I turned on the
air-conditioner with the remote and immediately checked email. This is my habit.
Like a gunslinger drawing two pistols and firing. Wrote this sentence as the
email downloaded. Eleven messages. A quick glance: DOROTHYL which says there are
603 lines of text waiting to be read. The FCCT sent me a notice of upcoming
events. Google Alert has four entries where second-hand copies of my books are
being sold on amazon and ebay. Some Fan mail. An inquiry about getting
published. An invitation from a fan.