There isn't much to say. I haven't been at all deedy.
Magnifying a matter is not the way to mend it.
Pushing forty? She's hanging on for dear life.
We must use words as they are used, or stand aside from life.
As regards plot I find real life no help at all. Real life seems to have no plots. And as I think a plot desirable and almost necessary, I have this extra grudge against life.
People's weaker side is not necessarily their truer self.