GREASEPAINT AND SAWDUST
SEATTLE, Washington Another day, another book, another website:
Only a few days until the Venice, Milan, Rome, New York, Connecticut steeplechase commences. Work yokes me to the desk, friends drag me away. I start to panic, but my friend Edward scolds me. "We are highly trained professionals. Dashing around is what we do."
"I thought we were clowns with pies."
"Same thing, really."