Freelancing's funny. (Not.) One week you're reading Facebook and the next you're finishing up a quick, out-of-the-blue assignment, before heading off to make copies of your essay in a literary quarterly that was delivered to your door yesterday evening, when an e-mail arrives from the e-book publisher you'd nearly forgotten about with your edited story attached for your perusal. All this the day before you leave on a trip.
To LA. I'm going to see if I can crash the Golden Globes. (I'll let you know on the 19th.) In the meantime, if you want to read me - and learn about Palermo and my brush with the Mafia - pick up the Winter issue of The Missouri Review.
By Thomas Swick •
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