The Write Stiff

Somewhere out there … probably in a spacious sunroom overlooking the beach or a warm, cozy study filled with gingham throws and mahogany accents … Nicholas Sparks is beginning to write yet another novel that no doubt will soon be turned into a crappy romantic film for which I will be issued the usual “if you love me you will see it with me” ultimatum by my wife.

Oh, how I hate him.


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