What do you do if you're a Pulitzer-winning novelist and your wife leaves you to join Ted Turner's stable of girlfriends? If you're Robert Olen Butler, you write a fucking batshit-insane e-mail to your grad students telling them about it. I don't usually hard-sell stuff, but you must read this right now.
Update: Butler tells the Post that his wife, Elizabeth Dewberry, read the e-mail before he sent it, and "she was weepingly grateful to me for it. It's full of love and compassion."
Update 2: NPR has an interview with Butler, which doesn't add much. At the end, there's this about Dewberry, who wouldn't talk on-air:
She said she had read Bob's e-mail but had not approved it. "There are inaccuracies in it," she said, but would not go into detail.
