i (i) wrote,

went to an opening tonight at the HazMat gallery downtown. some nice stuff there, notably some paintings by a guy named morris. i also ran into terry windling, artist and author. i was too discombobulated to even tell her my name, but i think she remembered me from the time A and J and i visited her studio. anyway, i managed to tell her a very heartfelt thankyou for her recent book, the wood wife. as i told her, it brought me back to what tucson meant to me before i was trapped in phoenix. i also learned that there will be another novel from her, the moon wife, next year.

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