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THE WONDER SINGER
OH, THE SECRETS SHE TOOK WITH HER
IT WILL BE YOUR WORDS
A GENEROUS KILL FEE
I SAW WHAT YOU DID
ONE, 900, DR. PHONE
DARLING, DON’T GET PUSHY
. . . ENDURING RICHES
NOBODY HAD EVER LISTENED TO ME IN THAT WAY
THE ABANDONED CHILD
. . . YOU’LL NEVER WRITE A TRUE WORD AGAIN.”
The Girl in the Trees
THERE IS SUCH A WEIGHT TO WEDNESDAY . .
ABSORBED IN THE OBJECT
I SHOULD HAVE DIED YEARS AGO
The Language of Hands
WHAT’S A GHOST WITHOUT A CONFESSION?
Seeing the Voice
I’M ATTRACTED TO WOMEN WHO DIED SAD
Touched by Fire
WHERE ARE THE TAPES?
HELLO, I’M THE SEÑORA’S NUMBER-ONE FAN
A Wartime Romance
A SEMBLANCE OF DESIRE
IMAGINE, MEETING NOLAN KEEFE . .
THANK YOU, OH THANK YOU, GODS, ANGELS, PERLA
Good-bye to Pep Saval
SHOW ME ONE FALSE LINE
Enter the Prince
IL MIO TESORO
The Princely Life
YOU’RE STEPPING OVER A LINE HERE, SCRIBBLER
A Ladies’ Lunch
Nolan’s Death Impulse
THIS BOOK IS NOT ABOUT YOU, NOLAN
Nolan in Exile
CLAIRE, CLAIRE, CLAIRE
YOU TWO HAVE A THING GOING?
IF THE TRUTH BE KNOWN
Life Without Nolan
I DON’T THINK YOU WOULD BE MUCH FUN IN BED
The Passing Moment
I WAS SAVED BY HER VOICE
I’M YOUR FRIEND
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
THE WONDER SINGER
The Cleansing
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Still, diminishing returns had set in; week by week, their ongoing conversation added up to less and less. Lockwood could handle being the Señora’s hired scribbler, “Marcos Loco”: also tapeworm, father confessor, unpaid shrink, reliable yes-man, royal hack, and bad-dream exterminator. She was, after all, a client; he’d had worse, and none of them famous.
At forty, Mark Lockwood felt on the verge of his first big book. Only modestly successful in his home-based business—Mark My Words, Inc., freelance writing of just about anything—he’d been promised a big share of the advance and a cut of the book-club deal, foreign rights, perhaps a miniseries. With his anticipated success, he had also become prone to moments of unexpected anxiety. Along with the disturbing evidence of his braking metabolism—softening flesh, thinning hair, dying brain cells—had come a heightened awareness that his recent good fortune could unravel in an eyeblink.
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