Under the Knife

On May 25th, 2018, I went “under the knife.”

Voluntarily.

I willingly let someone cut me open, mess around a bit, and put me back together. I had “a little work done.” I had “a nip and a tuck,” to use all the Hollywood clichés. The next two questions I get following that admission have been the same:

“What did you have done?” and “Why?”

I’ve decided to answer in blog form, because that’s how we writers like to answer questions about our lives—in writing.

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