This is why I shouldn’t post to my blog after midnight.

Okay. You know how authors have certain themes and tropes and whatnot they go back to over and over again, like John Irving with hookers and Barbara Kingsolver with the environment and John Updike with being a miserable washed-up  basketball player who hates women?

Future literature majors of America, take heed: based on the fiction I’ve written since college, I’m pretty sure my things are “cheating on one’s spouse with his or her sibling” and “feral cats”.