Tentative cover.
It’s that it isn’t your work
I can forget the damnedest things. Only because I was poking around in my journal, thinking to write a post about having been in Charlottesville for a year come the 27th that I found this communication, written but never read into the computer, and therefore never printed out.
I had finished my second draft of the Hemingway manuscript, but was dissatisfied with it. On the other hand I felt like it was time to move on to other things. As anyone familiar with ILC will tell you, the more you are emotionally involved, the harder it is to be sure that you are really talking to anyone besides yourself. But, I thought I’d try to talk to Papa, see what he thought.
Hemingway book finished
I feel like saying, “here I am again, back from the dead!” More to the point, I’m back from last revisions (I hope!) to Hemingway on Hemingway: Afterlife Conversations on His Life, His Work and the Myth, my seventh book, which is to be published later this year by Rainbow Ridge Books, the imprint owned by Bob Friedman, my old partner at Hampton Roads.
I suppose the easiest way to explain what I’m doing is just to append the Introduction.