Recap
Got back from a retreat over the weekend. Lecture notes from the friar forthcoming. Met another wannabe writer who's working on a book about Lincoln's funeral train. He's read every how-to-write book ever written. (I've read none of them because, dammit, I use nonchalance and sloth as protective colorings.) He's also actually done research, interviewing folks in Plain City and beyond. He was riveted by Bone's tales of screenplays and agents though I don't think I did Bone's plot justice when forced to relay it. But maybe it was enough that he appreciated the seriousity Bone manifested. There's something inspiring in someone determined to write the next Killer Angels just as there is in the soul longing to become a saint.
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