2018: The Year the Romance Died

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It started two years ago — a disappointment here, a disenchantment there — and bit by bit, it seeped into everything, the writing groups I quit, the associations I ended, the decisions I put off making. My natural inclination was to put my head down and write. And I did. I wrote, and wrote, and wrote. I wrote what I think is the best book of my career. I wrote new and different things, I wrote things that were a challenge, and things…