In the past 24-hours, since my last post, in addition to words of support both public and private, I’ve had no fewer than FOUR people (one in the UK, one in Australia and two in the U.S.) come forward and offer their copies of the Thunder Road chapbook in order to right the wrong perpetrated by the U.S. Post Office. In addition, I notified the Office of the U.S. Postal Inspector and the guy I spoke to (Me: “Where are you located?” Him: “All we’re allowed to say is west of the Mississippi.”) seems almost bizarrely enthusiastic about finding the book! As though it’s his new reason for being!
It’s enough to restore my faith in humankind. You people in the blogging ether are best. Thank you.
Exile on Pain Street 
Well, I’m doing the happy dance! It’s good the the Postal Inspector takes your side.
you tug at our heartstrings, dear boy… and your 8 year crusade is such a labor of love that WE want that perfect, happy ending.thrilled that the friendship bridge has been found. and if this postal inspector finds the villain? we’ll sing his praises as well!
“west of the Mississippi”Sort of like Hellmann’s® / Best Foods®!!!
dina: I’m doing the relieved dance. I doubt the Inspector Clouseau will find the books but I appreciate his spirit.daisy: It’s about time the planet responded to my heartstrings. What took it so long?lx: Or a super secret organization. That manufactures mayo.
how encouraging
Out of bad comes good. I like that.
The US Post Office must have some pretty frightening enemies if they’re that cagey about where they’re located!
nurse + pat: It’s enough to give you hope, innit?looby: It’s all very cloak and dagger stuff. Quite dangerous.
yay! today is a good new day after all, sugar! xoxoxox
Gotta love the Tennessee Williams reference.