ect： Your Poem
Hi Dan；
I’m hoping this is the same Dan Humphrey who went to Riverside Prep； and who wrote Serena in The New Yorker？ It’s Serena van der Woodsen； from high school。 How are you？ I just read your poem and loved it。 Would you want to meet me for coffee sometime？
SvD
From： dhumphrey3@columbia。edu
To： svw@vanderWoodsen。
Subject： Re： Your Poem
Serena；
Hey！ It’s really great to hear from you。 How’ve you been？ I’d love to meet up for coffee； where and whenever。
—Dan
P。S。 Glad you liked the poem。 Sorry for stealing your name for the title。
From： svw@vanderWoodsen。
To： dhumphrey3@columbia。edu
Subject： Re： re： Your Poem
Great！ Four o’clock at Doma on Perry Street on Fri？ I remember you love coffee。 Hope that hasn’t changed！
Xx S
the curse of the creative power couple
“This is it？” Vanessa asked Hollis dubiously on Friday morning。 They were standing outside one of the tall； glass…box； personality…less skyscrapers near Grand Central for their meeting with the executives of Streetscape； a small indie studio。 …Hollis was taken by the idea of making a movie out of Vanessa’s life； and had immediately set up a meeting with some people he knew。 Vanessa was excited； but suddenly a little nervous。 She’d imagined the Streetscape offices would be in Dumbo or SoHo or some other artsy neighborhood； not a random Midtown office building。
Hollis nodded as he gestured for her to go first through the varnished chrome revolving door。 The lobby floor and walls were black marble； and men and women in crisp business suits were hurrying back and forth like worker ants。 If Vanessa had known she was visiting a corporation； she’d have worn something other than jeans； a