“I tried publishing once. It didn’t work out. And I definitely did not make millions.” He had barked a laugh. “Well, that’s because you wrote a romance.” “What’s wrong with that?” “Oh, bunny, you know you can do better.” I faltered. “Better . . . ?” “No one’s remembered for a romance, bunny. If you want to be a good writer, you gotta make something that lasts.”
