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Whatsa matter, Rev. Jim, couldn't find a woman dumb enough to fall for your pickup lines tonight?
It's about time someone called that poor excuse for a wife, mother, and writer on her plagiarism. I hope her star, such as it is, is on its way back down for good.
Oh, incidentally, tonight, after putting in a hard day's work writing two articles on extremely technical subjects (consisting entirely of my own prose), I had a glass of pinot noir and a meal of perfectly broiled salmon and steamed asparagus on the table for my husband when he arrived home. Didn't require me to sacrifice my career or anything.