But I’m not a writer… you may be thinking. I’m not a storyteller. That’s crap. We’re all both.
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Breakfast at The Cottage: Between Breakfasts
So there I sat in my room, surrounded by yellow legal pads and index cards, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to hand over to Norman. Fixing a resume proved difficult enough, now I had to share something more personal. I had to turn in my work.
Breakfast at The Cottage: Doubt Over Easy
“Eisenhower.” He said. Norman responded to my question like it was no big deal. "Eisenhower?" “Eisenhower.”