Dear Erik, if I have counted the days correctly, Liz is with you now in London -- and you are in good spirits. I enjoyed seeing her -- all too briefly -- and I have been reading 3 precious documents she loaned me: Rolling Stone, Iggy Pop, and Lou Reed. Your letter from London (July 10) tops all my documents. I am clipping it to your first letter to me, Oct. 24, 1987, but they give me information and insights on my present subject (as you know). I often feel you should be writing the little book I am trying to write. . . You are working hard, drinking Italian coffee, attending operas. Great College Street -- a beautiful card now on my desk. It is thrilling for me to read you on TV on the Doors (1969). Lizard: we must talk about this word. Then your passage on Siouxsie and the Banshees. And also, on Malcolm McDonald. . . Whenever you say, "I'm spinning off," I know there will be a rich passage.
I rather think you are coming home next month. Am I wrong about that? These next days you will be reliving many London experiences with Liz. There have been a few events here -- a reunion with 5-6 old students chez Dave Williamson who writes the press notices for UNC. Dr. H. G. Jones drove me there -- he is the historian of N.C. who told us stories about the Arctic region and explained a few artifacts. A brunch chez Steve Salemson, manager of Duke U. Press. Thursday I will see my old doctor friends who are back from Nice. I believe Liz sent you a copy of a letter from Bob Cohn, the Mallarmé expert. I thought it would amuse you. It helped to keep me plugging away on the little book which, if I do it, and a publisher takes it,I would call The fifth and last memoir. It is really that: the joining of the poles of my existence. Remember, Erik, you promised not to disown me, if this comes about. love to you and Liz --
Wallace
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