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. 
- Folding laundry. 
- Watching the Academy Awards and caring what anyone wore. 
- Plot development. 
- Answering the phone. 
- Justin Bieber. 
- Chocolate covered insects. 
- Hennessy and Coca Cola. 
- Polite applause. 
- Anything by Jonathan Franzen. 
I think God will be impressed by my list. I bet hers is similar.
