Austin was exhaustin’. I spent one night in hostel suite that shared a wall with a night club. Met Gregory Cowles, of the Times Book Review, who interviewed Benjamin Dreyer and me in the State House. Then I acted as a judge in a round of Literary Death Match. There was a party, too, I seem to recall, in an amazing four-story house, with mezcal cocktails, and a parade for Day of the Dead. Small wonder I was so tired. Lovely to see S. Kirk Walsh and hear that her novel has found a publisher.