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A friend — Joan Baez, the folk singer, though her fame meant little to me, not being of the generation through which she made her rise

Up before dawn. Espresso from the stovetop percolator, yogurt, bread. To the courtyard to meet the bus at seven sharp. If you were one minute

I've been watching screenwriting coaches sell the same recycled conventional wisdom for years. Here's my take on the racket.

Another little freeform contemplation, as I was working on the publication schedule for the upcoming essays about my working life. It’s quite a job,