This year, I continued my tradition of writing only one story, and having that story take over my life. This story comes from a slightly different part of my soul than last year's Jacobean Superhero Extravaganza, but it's still really obviously a story that I wrote -- not to mention a love letter to my theatre-obsessed adolescence, New York City, ( Read more... )

Drive-by just to say that we are all fine, and still have power and internet and water and heat and food -- and are also contemplating going out and buying more milk, because apparently stores are open and at least
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