Have I mentioned how much I hate writing action scenes?

That was a rhetorical question.

Right now I’m in the middle of a fight in Central Park in January involving two men and a wolf.

I think I finally understand what draws writers to the delicately-observed navel-gazing novel of suburban angst.

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