Seriously, folks (since no one is laughing), just finished reading your second novel and just want to applaud and praise you. Also thank you: it was a semi-tough week for me and “This Is A Bust” provided just that immersion in another world I was craving since I wasn’t so delighted with my more-or-less real one. But your novel deserves better than that faint praise: it’s a great read quite apart from this reader’s condition while reading it. Funny, gripping, “compulsively readable” in the phrase that so many book reviewers seem to use lately (though I think it sounds like a mild mental disorder), and possibly even informative. Not that I look for actual information in a novel; that’s just a bonus. Like finding out that hunchbacks really DO own and operate Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. And besides, what do I know about Chinatown in NY in 1976. I was in Yuppietown on the north side of Chicago back then. You might be making it all up. But who cares? Either way: great work. Thanks.