Tuesday, September 29

Lunch

Glynn Alam said she knew Michael Connelly when.

She was living in Los Angeles and belonged to the Mystery Writers of America out there.

The membership were all aware of Black Echo, and knew Connelly was the real thing.

"An auspicious debut," Pyle said.

* * *


They had eaten lunch.

Michael Lister was interviewing Michael Connelly.

He asked intelligent questions, and Connelly replied intelligently. It was like hearing him teach a master class.

They talked about career milestones.

A writer's career is more than the books he has written, although it is usually based on that. It's their publishing history, too. How they were received, by readers and critics.

If you didn't have a publishing history, and regretted it, and wished you had had one, in your books, that can work against you, because nobody wants to hear you complain.

Nobody wants to hear your bellyaching.

You're a sore loser who couldn't hack it, carping at your betters.

Whining and making excuses.

You're just another whiner.


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