With one hand EE twirled his muttonchops and with the other drank his latte. Tiffany Turney sobbed into a pink hanky.
"Is there anything in particular that's making you sad?"
"I think writing is making me depressed. Some days I think I'm the Asti Spumanti of champagne; pink, sweet and cheap with a layer of raffia holding my ass on. My life is rejections, hundreds of rejection letters. Usually they dribble in like Satan's little sippy cup but this past month, at least one arrived every day. It's...
Published on August 08, 2010 07:00