It’s been a little while (if you define “a little while ” as Paleozoic Era) since I’ve posted. I’ve been absorbed in the issues of the fate of our country, our world, and the proper use of the past perfect tense and, can I just not use it ever, because I’m writing YA, and hardly any teen uses it if they can possibly get away with past tense.*
But I thought my readers might worry that I’d been cryogenically frozen
until the government changed hands and/or there was a vaccine for COVID. So I’m back. Now I must return to the grim task of fixing some major continuity issues in my current WIP.
Be well. Stay Well.
*Also hardly any adult
An Actor, a Writer, and a Rabbi's Wife Walk into a Bar... 
See, this is what’s so great about pondering weighty questions. Past perfect. Past. Whatever. The crowning moment, for me, arrived with thee words: “and, can I just not use it ever,”
Now, that’s writerly brilliance. It arrests the eye, draws in the reader’s utter attention. It achieves a certain musicality. Bravo!
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