In a casserole of poems and essays, the author struggles to do his work. The route will include medical school, bus driving, copier sales, marriage, playwriting, production, and other schemes for existence.
Each of us bears a remarkable knowledge of life as only we have grown to know. Even the very stupid know things that we can't. And this authenticity grows and accumulates as we age. Everyone deserves a memoir.
Why so many pre-purchases?