I finished writing a novel last Monday, shipped it off to a copyeditor, a novel that’s been a knapsack of rocks on my back for almost three years now, and it’s a major relief. It’s titled So Long, Wobegon, a first-person narrator who sounds a lot like me, lives in New York with his wife, a violinist, and goes back home to a small town in Minnesota to at…
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