Can We Talk?

As I write this, I have to stop every few seconds to fan myself. The air is on full blast, and I'm sitting here with sweat running down my back, and a hand held fan. Pictured fans are the ones I keep at home. I keep one in the car. My air conditioner went out for the second time this summer. ACK!!! I keep two at work, one for a co-worker who has the same problem. Personal summers have become a way of life.

I've never written a female character over the age of thirty-five. Why? Because right no...