"My favourite piece of information is that Branwell Brontë, brother of Emily and Charlotte, died standing up, leaning against a mantelpiece, in order to prove it could be done. This is not quite true, in fact. My absolute favourite piece of information is that young sloths are so inept they frequently grab their own arms and legs instead of tree limbs and fall out of trees. However, this is not relevant to what is currently on my mind because it concerns sloths, whereas the Branwell Brontë piece of information concerns writers, feeling like death, and doing things to prove they can be done—all of which are pertinent to my current situation to a degree that is, frankly, spooky."