In Which I’m Scared of Imposters
A couple of years ago, starting out my fitfully tended blog, I haphazardly decided to frame it around the notion of “things I’m scared of”. Frankly, I’m scared of a startling number of things—some of which are clearly well-thought-out (hello, bears) and some are a bit tongue-in-cheek (William Shatner). The soil, it seemed, was fertile. […]