The mark of a good writer is prolificity, that is, the ability to get it all written. Fortunately, I've been doing that, elsewhere, leaving the obligatory blogging to wait.
A single theme escapes me, other than the toll of author departures. With so many tumultuous events and losses –and I'm not talking about the Dow– it's time to roll on after a brief review. I have to write something to get the December Christmas tree off my front page.
When discussing literature, it's pretty much turned into a toll of loss. Well, one could do that by consulting a list of all recent writer deaths, but let's not. There is hope. (READ MORE HERE.)