I don’t believe in fate or heaven or evil or supreme beings or that we can ever really know what happened, but I do believe in coincidence, the plain vanilla type. A good hardy coincidence makes me laugh. That’s one of the best things about getting older: you know more stuff and thus there’s a greater likelihood that Thing A will remind you of Thing B which can of course, be so amusing.
My name is Erica Eisdorfer. I wrote The Wet Nurse’s Tale, a rollicking mid-list novel containing more bodily fluids than a hospital lab. I’m blue and I live in a red state. I sweep up a lot of dog hair a lot.