So, so many things making me stabby and cranky and teary today. Newscoma is one of those things. Stabby and cranky because Coma is so dead on with her piece today. Teary because I know it hurt her to write it, but she did it anyway. She’s brave and awesome and talented and I may just abandon commas altogether.
But, oddly, it’s not about me. Read this. Even if you don’t agree with her, you need to read it.