I run downstairs to scream at Nicholas.
''News! News! A very small bit of news!''
Nicholas does his customary wide-eyed expression.
''Remember that article I was writing? Where you suggested I write about the grass-ski resort? Well, it turned into writing about the Vietnamese community in Seattle! Which was mostly about food!''
Nicholas maintains the goggle-eyes.
''The editor called me back! I mean, she texted me! She wants me to pitch more stuff!''
I whip out my phone to quote the text message.
''Er, actually, it's ''liked yr copy. Good writing. Keep a pitching.'' ''
