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Samarra to Shifnal?

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Dear Juliet If these be dreams, I hope I do not wake... I hope you're out there, singing in the wires... I remember your hair, raven black in the light... Yes, if you're in plight I've been relicensed. And if you need to relocate, just tell me in advance and I'll send the crucial documentation before you take flight. But the funny thing is it's like it's all fallen back into place with the effortlessness of gods. The Yellow Brick Road restored, its flame burning anew amidst the old stones.  Dear Miss Landau  updated by accident or fate, bright and alive and free. Like a man on the road to Samarra , astride a horse with no name... Time is the fire in which we burn; and if Monsterpalooza was the frying pan, Toronto will be the fire. What do I think, Juliet? Well, I think that you too are free, and you should take a few days off. Climb the steps of Mount Seleya via the strawberry stand, Carmel River Inn and Gibson Beach. You have a perfect right to a little solo ...

A Horse With No Name

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Dear Juliet I understand you're home from Monsterpalooza, doubtless with aching feet and creaking back... I'm sorry. I hope you're getting some sleep, but noticed you'd reread Coda , Sarah's Hill , some of the rest... It was originally called Welcome, welcome to L.A...  I remember writing it in front of staff and customers at Juicy's. I meant every bloody word of it. You can't cross the desert on a horse with no name and not have all the nonsense peeled away until the only thing left to say is: “There were reasons and motives and rationales, more than I can say; but once I was on the road and crossing, all that meant anything was she and I, and getting there.” It was true, all of it. All true. You read the words like captains' logs singing down the wire . I wrote them out there for you. Part of me always will be somewhere out there, looking for that strange and savage city on the edge of forever. But all of it was for you. Welcome to L.A., Juliet. Sodom...

Hug!

Dear Juliet 🤗 Love, James

It's So Simple, Spock: Somebody Up There Likes You!

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Dear Juliet I was just considering things in the run-up to the Monsterpalooza Q&A. And really, it's so simple. I explained things in One Man in All the World , there's no need to burn your big toe off , ( please don't! ) and it's all just waiting for you. Timshel is absolute, of course; but Dear Miss Landau is forever . Immortal, eternal and immutable. I've also slowly realised it's even accidentally been updated, though what you do about that is of course up to you. As for me, I'm going to have my morning mocha and watch The Big Bang Theory . Here's that fun clip from the time Penny went to the Van Nuys comic-con! Yeah, I think Somebody Up There really does like you , and He keeps trying to help... I'll probably book for Seattle shortly, sorry I can't come to L.A... Okay, try and have a good day. Love, James

Even More Hugs From Shropshire!

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Dear Juliet Probably the best thing in the circumstances. Glad you got through Friday okay, just tomorrow and another day to go. I don't really expect you to provide a live video link 9.00 pm my time tomorrow, and I will be finishing off a shift, but I'll keep an eye on my phone at about nine anyway. There's a couple of things about Son of Monsterpalooza on YouTube (merchandise stands, mainly), but little on Facebook. Anyway, just take it day by day. And remember to pack that extra hand! Love, James 🌹🤗🤗

Yet Another Hug From Shropshire!

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Dear Juliet Thought you might need a hug. 🤗🌹 Love, James P.S. Photo from Albrighton

I'll Not Forsake You, Oh My Darling...

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Dear Juliet Well, it ain't necessarily High Noon , but I'll not forsake you, oh my darling. Timshel, up to you. On shift, worrying about you like I always do. All those lonely miles through the American West. All for you. I think the story should be told, that's all I'll say. Have a good day. Love, James