Thanks, Don Anon! And Vassilis—your comment reminds me of Dylan's "Summer Days," the last verse:
Well, I’m leaving in the morning as soon as the dark clouds lift Yes, I’m leaving in the morning just as soon as the dark clouds lift Gonna break the roof in—set fire to the place as a parting gift
But that's a sure way not to get invited back to a bookstore, eh?
How I wish I lived close enough to attend.
ReplyDeleteHave a great reading, Joseph.
Me, too! Maybe one day I'll trek up your way. Who knows? Thanks for the good wishes...
ReplyDeleteAll the best, Joseph.
ReplyDeleteDon
Set the place on fire!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Don Anon! And Vassilis—your comment reminds me of Dylan's "Summer Days," the last verse:
ReplyDeleteWell, I’m leaving in the morning as soon as the dark clouds lift
Yes, I’m leaving in the morning just as soon as the dark clouds lift
Gonna break the roof in—set fire to the place as a parting gift
But that's a sure way not to get invited back to a bookstore, eh?