I really should write a long piece on How to Get Away with Murder.

Not since Frank Underwood on House of Cards have I been so drawn to–and terrified of–a fictitious person.

Annalise takes the cake. As my friend Mischa said, she “needs Jesus”.

And it’s not just her. I swear. Every character is flawed in just the right way to keep me hooked!

Just last week I was thinking, “If these people weren’t so fascinating, I would be completely disgusted.”

Here’s what’s coming next week: