An email message from an author:
“Dear Mare,
I’m afraid I’m in a bit of a blue funk with a lovely member of the fair sex. Said lady insists on coming with me to the publishing house’s annual party tonight.
States she’s willing to take the gamble to get in without an official invitation. I am definitely not looking forward to a public confrontation between her and my dear wife.
So I have a little request: could you perhaps send me an email (which I will then send on to this lady), making clear (be firm), that all invitations have been sent out, that you are unable to squeeze in another soul, and that showing up without an invitation is absolutely pointless. Perhaps you could add that the door policy tonight will be frightfully strict (or something to that effect).
You’d help me greatly.
I shall see you tonight,
H”
Maai’s Creative Portfolio 
I gues this author is realy into pulp fiction romance and probably damn good at it as well 😉
Haha, nee, het is een dichter. Kan zijn werk na dit akkefietje niet echt meer waarderen. Gek hoe dat doorwerkt.
He: wanneer begint jou blog? Plan nog levend? x
Plan nog levend. Ben er even tussen uit geweest. Stuur je binnenkort een mail over hoe en wat. Even bij kletsen. x
Rlly? Wow. Just. Wow. I guess are lives are just as complicated as we like to make them. Oh the drama….
Thanks for your comment! And yes, this is an all true story.
I’ve had a lot of strange emails from authors over the yrs, but this one had a remarkable brutality in it.
I guess it’s the shameless asking for my participation in his affairs. Oh well, I never did like his poetry v much…