Remember to Tip Your Waitress...

I'll be here all week...

(The book’s cover, obviously)

It’s probably just because I spent my whole life around writers that now I find myself in an odd position. It seems just about the only things I read these days are written by my friends. Memoirs, short stories, fiction, non-fiction, you name it.

Sometimes the stuff is already published, sometimes it’s just a manuscript.

Sometimes they ask for my opinion, sometimes they don’t, but I give it anyway.