A few weeks ago, my beloved Stephen King ("Uncle Stevie") decided to no longer be a guest columnist for Entertainment Weekly.
His predominant reason? Fear of repeating himself.
And while I am sad he is leaving, I can understand his worries.
I worry that there is a shelf life to our jokes, our stories, and our demands.
Sometimes I think that may be part of the reason I am a high school teacher. I like the part where I am in people's lives for brief flashes and then a memory.
I keeps me from worrying that I am going to wind up an overplayed chorus. Like a summer song that gets played too long into the fall.
Now I just have to decide if I still want my subscription to the magazine.