Two hours later I’d done the phone interview with Linda and managed not to dig myself into a deeper hole. She’d been vetted by Lou before the interview, and she was good about not being overly tenacious. In turn I answered her questions honestly; I told her I was excited about an upcoming project and would be able to share details soon. I confirmed I would attend GLASFIC—the Greater LA Sci Fi Introspective Convention—next week, and that I’d be on the panel for Angel’s Fall, the spec/sci-fi film I’d costarred in that was slated for release in a few months.
When she brought up Spencer, trying to sneak it in, I’d managed to respond that I’d rather not talk about the prick, and refused to be baited when she tried to press. All in all, it was a good conversation, but I was happy when it was ov
