Writing Again

Nothing disrupts like a hurricane. I live an hour from Asheville now, in Greenville, South Carolina, and when I see videos of Chimney Rock, Lake Lure, Brevard and Hendersonville—old stomping grounds all—they are barely recognizable.

I wish them the speediest of recoveries. At first, I was utterly shocked and stunned. But I need to get back to work now.…