Ann Patchett

I was cosmetically hurt.

And that seemed to be the symbol for everything that happened.

She was in the front seat.

She took the hit and I got off.

And when my sister read the novel, when I gave her the manuscript, she started it and she said, oh, I don't want to read this.

She was like, A Car Accident, I don't want to read this.

And then she said she kept reading it.

She put it down for a while and she went back to it.

And then she called me and she was like, oh, my gosh, that's not our car accident.

That's a different car accident.

And I was like, yeah, it's true.

And and she was like, oh, that's totally fine.

It makes me feel so much better.

So I had been working on another book for about a year, which I had been thinking about for a very long time before that.

It had a lot of good in it, but I didn't know what I was doing and I was doing it all wrong.

And I finally threw it away.

And when I threw it away, I...

I got another idea just right away.

And my joke is I went to divorce court and married the bailiff.

I don't know.