I’ve spent most of this week combing through proofs for TOUCHED OUT, which means I’ve been binging on my own thoughts and memories, a truly strange and terrifying experience. Actually it’s been emotionally all over the place, this process, and I’ll write more about it, I’m sure, in the coming weeks, once I get a little distance— and time. I have a sick …
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