so, my house was broken into on friday afternoon. this is such a violation i can't even wrap my head around.
my computer was, of course, stolen. i had not saved SO much work. i lost it all. pretty much 40 pgs of the new book + other projects--poems, short stories. i've got an amazingly supportive and loving team around me, but despite this necessary fact, i am so upset. it's been a tough year: here is for hoping this is the bottom and that i can find it in me to write this book from scratch again.