A c k n o Cvle dgrn e n t s
It was Deni Auclair s idea that I write a book， even though I d
never written one before and might have nothing to say， for
all I knew. However， Ms. Auclair and Putnam s mentioned a
figure large enough to render me momentarily insane. Gid-
dily， I promised to find something to say. That was July， 1983.
By July， 1984， I d spent the money， written nothing and
stopped returning Deni Auclair s phone calls. There was
nothing to do but give back the money. Putnam s， however，
didn t want the money; Putnam s wanted a book. It remains
an accurate observation that the lack of alternatives clears the
mind wonderfully.
I want to thank the people who helped， beginning with
those who sheltered me. Pete Simmons lent me his house at
Spofford Lake， New Hampshire. David Berg invited me to
stay at his house in Houston in July， 1984， because， he said，
Houston was so miserable in July I would not be tempted to do
anything but write. Kit and Billy Wohl lent me their wonder.
ful， haunted apartment in New Orleans s French Quarter for
the month of August--anyone who will spend July in
Houston will not flinch at August in New Orleans. Beth and
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