For Valentine’s Day, I wanted to post something happy. Something about love or lust that would make readers smile. I considered lists of romantic comedies or romance novels, maybe a comment on the works of Nicholas Sparks (or E.L. James). But sitting here in my office, staring at the blank page on my desktop, I realized I just didn’t have it in me today.
Excellent post from Douglas Corleone on Algonquin Redux. I feel this and sympathize. How about it? Do you feel isolated and hopeless sometimes, too?
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