I have read your comment(s). I have tried to reply. So far, all I have managed to write in my head is thank you. And it is not enough. There is gratitude, and pleasure, and embarrassment, because I have been well-trained to feel embarrassed by praise, and also there is wonder and awe, at your kindness, and your words (which I do read, quietly and without comment) because I also like your writing, but I feel funny saying it because it sounds like I'm just saying back what I hear. Well, technically, I am, but it's not like that, it's not.
Thank you.
(And also my address is
nine fourteen dearborn street
iowa city IA five two two four zero.)
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