Man, am I excited about this one. One of my fave writer-humans, Hannah Tinti, asks the questions. I sit still and try not to burst into tears of joy/terror.
In which I return to KGB Bar even though another writer called me a mean name last time I read there. This time, I'll be the one calling someone a mean name!
Watch me squirm under the klieg light of John Wray's inquiry, as we launch the heck out of The Only Words That Are Worth Remembering.