Until early 2011, I’d never met either of my literary idols. But that all changed in a matter of months.
I am a shy person. I have struggled my whole life to put myself out there.
On November 20, 2011, I became the first person in my family to walk Brzeziny’s slanting, potholed streets in nearly seventy years.
Over the years, my memory has cast that night in moon and crickets and lilacs, dialogue even, although it’s all a lie.
Essential to preparing for work is getting things organized. But—first things first—I need to make my coffee.
