Fine Words Forensically Not For Sale!

Dear Juliet

I think you're happier and I think you're getting into a good place so I'll just once again say:

You were always worth it, and the thing is, I always enjoyed going to see you even if it meant standing outside for an hour in the freezing rain!

I liked you as you were, not as some impossible ideal but as an actress from Hollywood who was "kind, sweet, sensible and shy." (Dear Miss Landau)

I liked trudging around Glasgow with wet snow leaking between my toes looking for a present for you.

I even liked you more than Kirk liked Spock, which is saying something.

P.S. You don't need to call me Admiral, you can call me Jim.

In Jimmy, Stewart mentions that someone said to him, "being famous is like being a God."

I don't think you're a God, I think you are my dear Miss Landau. You mean the world to me, and that's not for sale.

I remember going to Point Lobos and wishing you were there, and I remember (metaphorically speaking) stealing the Enterprise for you. You. Not some unattainable Hollywood fantasy. You.

And, silly as it seems, I find myself quite ineffably chuffed that I got the Enterprise-A back in its place, even though I don't know where to take it yet...

Also, I find myself reluctant forensically to examine our past in order to locate events which proved you were imperfect and that I stuck by you anyway. It might upset you and I like you as you are, warts and all.

Then there's my beloved and partly unpublished Dru Quartet...

Well, I've told the fanbase it's there, they've all said bollocks and so I'll maybe give it all up for you. Not put it to fire and sword, just stop casually pitching. Stop selling.

It's a bit like the time Colin Powell could have run for president, but he knew it would have been too hard on his wife so he declined the opportunity.

Something like that.

Yes, you even mean more to me than my writings. So there.

Yes, I'd like to get back to the Point one day and enjoy a pastrami and rye on the petrified log, but I like writing to you even better than that.

'Cause you're you.

Love,

James








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