Many years ago, I was like a shaky legged fawn stepping into the world of writing. I had written before, for myself and for my school newspapers, but this new world was totally different and scary as hell. I knew if I was going to survive I would need a strong man by my side so I began my search for the man I knew whose name was Hudson Alan Mitchel.
I searched every store, every street corner, and every office I entered, but I was always disappointed. Yes, there were plenty of men in all thos...
Published on June 18, 2017 21:01