I was just looking at my earlier post, to see if I missed any errors when I proofread it this morning.  Lydia read the first paragraph or two over my shoulder.

Lydia: “You don’t love writing?!”

Jane: “Well.  I love it, but it’s not an easy love.”

Lydia: “What do you mean?”

Jane: “I mean, it’s difficult, like… ”

Lydia: “… a relationship?”

Jane: “Yes! Like that.”

Lydia: “Well, say that, then.”