Western Promises

Tentatively, tentatively, I'm supposed to go to Los Angeles next week to try to get something done. I'll believe it when I'm on an aeroplane.

God, I hope I get it. I hope I get it.

I wish I were going there just for laughs. Or for a victory tour of high-fives.

Hopefully, I'll have time for a laugh or two. But really, I'm there to sell my heart out.

It's exciting and anxiety-inducing on many levels. I'll be glad when I'm through it. I feel like I'm heading into war.