I can't think of anything else to say. Every writer-ly impulse is being directed toward my thing in progress or a book proposal, or, mainly, work. So let's continue the dialogue this way:
Thinking alot about the whole Terri Shiavo thing. Anyone who has not been in the husband's shoes and had to make a decision to let someone go, well they can just sit their asses down and shut up.
Here's the most beautiful, terrible song I know, if only for the associations. "After You're Gone" by
The rest of the songs are here.Posted by krudman at March 23, 2005 06:23 AM | TrackBack