I grieve
My writing partner, my critic, my cousin, my closest friend. How could you leave this earth so suddenly? Who will regale me with exploits so wicked and wonderful and sparkling? Who will see me through the worst of my mistakes, stick by me when the world would otherwise walk out if it only knew half my secrets? Who will make me laugh now?
I have no other words. My heart is broken. I cannot believe I won’t grow old with you.






Imogen, I’m so sorry. So very sorry.
Thanks Katrina. It’s been really tough going the past week. But at least I got to give the eulogy at the memorial, which was such a release.