Wednesday, June 1, 2011


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.


John DuMond said...

Good luck, Victor. Have a great time in Italy.

A. J. Abbiati said...

Good luck, amico mio.

Buono fortuno.


holly said...

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.

Walt said...

Welcome in Italy! Siamo felici di averti con noi.

bobby said...

glad you didn't die!