There simply are not enough of you. Is there any way you can multiply? I am not sure we need a bunch more of you, though a few would be highly appreciated.

I haven’t nearly enough time to find a job, cook food, edit a manuscript, write a new version of my show, work on a lecture, walk the dog, make love, stock the store, unpack the condo, read a good book, get healthier, keep up with all correspondents, maintain The Last Year of My Thirties, and keep my sanity.

Something will have to give, something indeed, and it may be writing letters here- unless others step up and write away to their heart’s content. We will publish them most assuredly. Until this happens, this platform may be a little lacking.

My apologies,
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