…about a year ago, on the same day I mailed out Punch-Up submission packages to publishers. I popped it in the fridge with explicit instructions that it was not to be opened until Punch-Up was published.

Well, a year has gone by, I’ve barely moved even an inch forward in the publishing game, I’m moving a hundred and fifty miles away in exactly thirty-one days, tonight — well, technically, tomorrow — is Halloween, and that bottle has been sitting in that fridge — for a whole year! — mocking me.

So… eff it.

We’re popping the cork tonight. Punch-Up be damned. I need a drink and nothing’s classier that drinking straight from the champagne bottle.

Salute,

Frankie

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