Lucky Duck
I’m typing quietly so I don’t disturb the maids. I’m not used to having people around me while I work, unless it’s a co-author pacing the room while I read what we just wrote. I miss that interaction, so I’ll argue with myself sometimes for the hell of it. An online research firm just asked my availability for consultations with an interested party in Dubai. I’d ask my Shaman’s opinion but he’s wintering in Baha del Sur, and enjoying live jazz every Wednesday night.