Luree & Tracy

Dear Agents and Editors of the Great Publishing Community of New York,

I beseech you to expedite your decisions concerning our projects now under your wise and experienced consideration.

I fear that my dear writing partner has become quite psychotic in her need to receive correspondence from you via e-mail.

She sits all day, every day, staring, glassy eyed at her computer screen.  Every few moments she mumbles, "Nothing."

We are no longer able to work, because she is on "New York Time" Monday through Friday and even on the weekends she checks nonstop, 'just in case'.

I may have to take drastic measures and strike her upon her cheek to snap her out of her nearly catatonic state.

I will valiantly attempt to secure her mental health while we await you verdicts.

Thank you for your concern for her welfare and mine as her caregiver.

Phone home, New York, phone home.

Tracy