Been a while since you resurrected this feature, huh?
Well, I wanted to give you a break since you’re always so pleased when we do it.
By now, though: don’t your readers enough about you?
Nah, we haven’t even touched the tip of that iceberg.
Fine, fine. What’s going on with you? Are you eating tons of beef and wearing cowboy hats yet?
Perish the thought. I’ve yet to even see a cowboy hat.
A lot of people are transplants like me. And the natives I’ve met seem quite content to go hatless.
Sorry. But remember that you’ve accessed the meaner part of your personality when we have these silly conversations. You basically asked for it.
Anyway, how is your eating and exercising and all that?
Much better. I’ve resumed my regular fitness schedule, left all the donut shops behind—we’re doing well.
Good. What else is new, pussycat?
You’re effective at pretending like you actually care.
I learned from the best.
Nothing else is new. My fro is handling the new environment better than I expected.
Indeed. You know how temperamental she is. But I’ve been really moisturizing and babying her, so we’ll see. Next year will be a full-fledged summer here so she may implode.
Perhaps a protective style, then?
Look at you, giving advice!
I read enough about this stuff on here; might as well join in. Speaking of cowboys—
We were not discussing cowboys.
We talked about their hats, so yes, we were discussing them. Have you met anyone yet? You know…wink, wink…
What? We’re all thinking it.
No, I haven’t.
No one. Unless Idris has decided to start dressing like John Wayne.
Now you know what it feels like.
Switching reels: are you writing?
I am! Finishing up stories and starting new ones. All at the same time, of course, because this is how I do.
When is the third book coming?
I’m really shooting for early 2017.
Care to wager on that?
That’s my cue.
Come back! I want to taunt you!