"The first story I sold to the Saturday Evening Post, I came home from work, and I had an upright piano inside the front door, and on the music stand of the piano, with a candle on either side of it, was a check for $1,500. General Electric was then paying me $5,000 a year. I had a wife and two kids. My goodness, I thought, this is interesting. Then television, with no malice whatsoever--just a better buy for advertisers--knocked the magazines out of business."Hear that? I doubt that our best efforts could bring back the golden age of magazines, but that quote should make aspiring writers squirm a little as they settle down to watch the Sopranos.
Let's pick a date.
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An anniversary date? How about the one-month anniversary of his death? May 11.
Funny, but since I don't have cable any more, I notice I have much more free time, instead of feeling like I have none. I can still turn off the DVD player for that day, though.
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