Dear Ed,

Do you like the parchment paper?  I thought it and the font might amuse you.  I won’t tell you where or even when I’m writing you.  I won’t give away too much of what you’re writing now.  This is your ditty so have at it.  Just wanted to send a quick note to tell you how much I love you, Edmund Strasse.  And how brave I think you are.  Brave beyond what you might imagine now.

The scene between you and Meryl - the ‘Mundy’s Tree’ scene - I’m glad you wrote it. But I also have the advantage of knowing when you wrote it.  Meryl might not like it very much.  Keep asking her questions.  Let me say that.  Keep asking her questions.

I can’t say that I am in some magnificent place or that I’ve had some sort of magnificent transformation or even - as I said - where I am.  I’ll let you do your writing thing.  Write away.  Do your best to write me well, won’t you?

Empathy and hope.  These things are good.

I will say this.  I’ve seen Paris and Vienna and The Great Wall and many other places besides.  If you keep writing, my guess is so will you.

I love you.  Remember that.  And I miss you.

Your ‘Doppel’ Brother
(The slasher killer psycho fiend!),

Jason