For some reason I’ve got the song “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” stuck in my head today, a fact which is making my lovely wife mildly perplexed (and will probably make her mildly annoyed after I bust out singing the chorus for like the twentieth time).
On that exciting, autobiographical note, here now are the links for the first half of Voices – Chapter 8, beginning with Page 75. It’s available in the Writing section, as always.
If you’re celebrating New Years Eve tonight, I recommend partying responsibly … by which I mean drinking like a fish, but not getting behind the wheel of a car. That’s our plan, along with consuming massive quantities of delicious, Caribbean-themed snacks. It may be cold and gross out in Brooklyn, but in our apartment, we’re all going to be Barbados Slim for the night!
