We’re back in civilization and I’m at a barbeque doing my best to be good company.
“So what’s your novel about?” the lady said, perfectly coiffed, delicately buffed and polished, foundation and eye liner applied with the touch of practice.
“It’s a thriller, set in the 1960’s in West Africa, Nigeria. Night Must Wait.”
A slight sneer, more than one expects on a lady’s lip and she said “But that’s so, well, you know, depressing. Africa, people don’t really want to read about Africa.”
I guess I should have said –you’re so right, I’d better go back and fix that.
“It was the most beautiful place I’ve ever lived,” I said instead. “Don’t worry, it isn’t all grim. I have a lot of humor in the story.”
“But Africa, Nigeria, why they’re stuck back in the fourteenth century.”
I lost some of what she was saying at this…
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