I Seemed Busy, Busy, Busy, But I

I Can't Keep My Head Above Water One Minute To The Next: It's Not Just The Parties And The Goo-gooing With What's-her-name, I've Got The Decide How Long The Five Hundredth Anniversary Parade Is Going To Be And Where Does It Start And When Does It Start And Which Nobleman Gets To March In Front Of Which Other Nobleman So That Everyone's Still Speaking To Me At The End Of It, Plus I've Got A Wife To Murder And A Country To Frame For It, Plus I've Got To Get The War Going Once That's All Happened, And All This Is Stuff I've Got To Do Myself. Here's What It All Comes Down To: I'm Just Swamped, Ty.

Nobody Knows Anything...... Not One Person In The Entire Motion Picture Field Knows For A Certainty What's Going To Work. Every Time Out It's A Guess And, If You're Lucky, An Educated One.

Look. (grown-ups Skip This Paragraph) I'm Not About To Tell You This Book Has A Tragic Ending. I Already Said In The Very First Line How It Was My Favorite In All The World. But There's A Lot Of Bad Stuff Coming.

He's Right On Top Of Us. I Wonder If He Is Using The Same Wind We Are Using.

Liar! Liar!" Shrieked Suddenly From The Now Open Trap Door. Miracle Max Whirled. "back, Witch--" He Commanded. "i'm Not A Witch, I'm Your Wife--" She Was Advancing On Him Now, An Ancient Tiny Fury--"and After What You've Just Done I Don't Think I Want To Be That Any More--