Things I've given up for Lent.
Strictly speaking, as a Jew, I don't have to give anything up for lent. But I do find that extreme psychic deprivation distracts me from the various seething resentments that go with being a writer. So here's what I'm giving up:
Manolo Blahnik shoes.
Watching the Academy Awards and caring what anyone wore.
Answering the phone.
Chocolate covered insects.
Hennessy and Coca Cola.
Anything by Jonathan Franzen.
I think God will be impressed by my list. I bet hers is similar.