"And then I pass the front door, and all these nurses are standing out front, and they're all crying. They're watching us, and they're crying. And I didn't know why they were crying. I was like, Why are they crying?"
I write books, albeit slowly. I'm a freelance editor for hire. I blog even more slowly and sporadically (mostly due to work, in fairness). Eventually I expect to only surface on the internet when the stars align, and then only to jabber incomprehensibly.