Monday, March 14, 2005

Husband novelist; novelist wife blogs: bizarreness ensues.

Pace the relationship between fiction and blogs, the opening to the lead article in today's certainly drew me in ....

The first inkling my husband had that I was thinking about
suicide was when he checked
my blog. He was in Little Rock, on the first leg of a tour
that was supposed to take him from Arkansas to Alaska, back to Denver and over
to St. Paul, Minn., a circuit more suited to a professional indoor lacrosse
league than to a
literary novelist.

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