-^-for posterity-^-

we had a meeting today with a newspaper.

we walked into a granite building with glass doors and stood in the lobby for a bit as they called some people down to greet us. i was standing with my editor. we were trying to have them print parts of our book. we were looking for some free advertisement.

after a meeting with three young people, we met the head of the culture section of the paper. he was an infinitely affable man and we had a rousing conversation. he liked it.

he liked it.

he liked it.

he had a man come down and take a picture of our meeting. there may actually be an article about our meeting in the paper, an article about a meeting. a foreigner writing a book in vietnamese about vietnamese culture. this, somehow, for some reason, is news.

i don't exactly know where this will go but it has all the makings of being something that is beyond my control.