I sat down in the break room of my retail gig and pulled my bright green 2” binder from my messenger bag. Over three hundred pages heavy, the binder made a sizable thump on the table. A coworker turned to me.
“Didn’t you already graduate?”
“So what’s that?”
“The novel I’m writing.”
She turns to our other coworkers.
“She says like it’s something everyone does.” Continue reading