This morning I sat down at my computer, credit card in hand, to book my train trip to Springfield, MA, where Victoria planned to pick me up on Thursday evening. Then both of us planned to attend the Martha Ivery/Kelly O’Donnell sentencing hearing in Albany on Friday morning.
Well, as I searched the timetables, a new email popped onto my screen. It wasn’t even 9:00 A.M. Thank goodness, I clicked on it right away. Thank goodness I hadn’t yet used my credit card!
Martha’s sentencing has been delayed…AGAIN. The wheels of justice do grind exceedingly slow, my friends.
So, just in case you’re a victim of Martha/Kelly’s, reading this blog, I’ll keep you updated when I hear the new sentencing date.
I don’t know quite why the sentencing was delayed yet again. They told me, in very general terms, but “attorney-speak” is not one of my languages, so I won’t attempt to reproduce the reason here.
So it’s back to work now on two books — Winds of Vegeance, and a YA collaboration I’m working on with my friend Doranna Durgin.
Hope all of you are enjoying the nicer weather.
-Ann C. Crispin
Phenomenal. Is there any limit to how many times they can delay?
To quote Gene Wilder in Willy Wonka: “The suspense is terrible…I hope it’ll last.”
Well, no, not really, but try to consider this like teasing the guilty. “And you’ll stay in jail for… Ha ha! Fooled you! Keep worrying!”
To paraphrase G’Kar’s line from Babylon 5…
“I will confess that I look forward to the day when we have cleansed the publishing world of scamming agents and rip-off houses and carved their bones into little flutes for the neo writers. It is a dream I have.”
Play on, dear ladies, play on!