Melinda Henneberger:
At the age of 6, James King announced his intention to
a novelist. And in his 50s, that was still
plan. Yes, he paid the bills (and two college tuitions) with his
job writing corporate training materials. But every morning at 5
turn on the computer in his basement in Stamford, Conn., and after a
minutes of staring at the screen, spend the next couple of hours
fiction no one ever wanted to buy.
Fifty-four book agents had taken a pass on his...
Published on August 08, 2010 15:56