Tomorrow I hop a jet to Italy for a music and literature festival in Cremona. I am weirdly nervous and anxious, and I'm not sure why. I'm not afraid of flying or anything like that. Maybe I'll just miss my wife and son who I hope can come with me some time. The Italian people have always been very welcoming, and Italian readers are sharp and seem to really get my work. Probably once I get there and get into the swing of things, I'll feel right. Wish me luck, people.
And if I die, this will then seem like an eerily strange blog post.
5 comments:
Good luck, Victor. Have a great time in Italy.
Good luck, amico mio.
Buono fortuno.
A.J.Abbiati
www.ajabbiati.com
sorry your wife and son can't join you ... but when they do you will have to do the whole country to see all the historical sites! Asissi and Sorrento are my two favorite places.
Welcome in Italy! Siamo felici di averti con noi.
Walt
glad you didn't die!
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