Then I Received An Email That Told A Very Different Story. “You can tell your Dad that he can be proud of your accomplishment without loving your book,” my shrink told me. “Your dad says you’re a best-selling author and generous writing professor who might help me,” he wrote. “What did you tell Olaf about me?” I questioned Dad after everyone elsehad gone. She told me he’d recited Edgar Allen Poe’s “The Raven” to the nurses and physicians, delirious from medication.

Source: Huffington Post June 26, 2024 13:55 UTC