Her message flashed at the bottom of my screen. “Why don’t you just make something up?”

“Hmm…,” I typed back. “I don’t know about that.”

“Why not?” she wrote. “It could be the kind of thing where the blog is based in truth but that some details have been altered.”

It was Saturday night and I was supposed to be working on the Venice Book. Instead, I was Facebook messaging with Tina. Continue reading Wrapping It Up. →