I may end up having to quit short tonight. I have a stress migraine, I feel like hell, and yeah, it probably is due to thinking too much about the editorial changes. But I’m a writer, I live in a world with zero stability anyway, and stuff like this removes even any faint illusions of reason or order in my little universe.
No, it ain’t the end of the world. It may even turn out to be great. But it’s change, and right at the moment the thing I welcome least in my life is even more change.