So, it should really come as no surprise to anyone that I'm a moody ol' son of a bitch, and that I have long preferred to work in the severest sort of isolation. My geographic position in rural Wisconsin makes it much too easy to maintain this posture, even when I'm feeling sociable. It also makes it particularly easy to dismiss steadily-worsening emotional problems as nothing more than further harmless sideshows at the Carnival of Quirks.
It's supposed to come with the territory... writers a...
Published on March 08, 2010 18:03