A Coin in the Mouth
“I have this mystical-schmystical idea,”
one of my writing teachers once said,
“that stories exist outside of us somewhere, and it’s our job to get them down properly.”
He was a hard-nosed editor and a robust skeptic, and he confessed this notion five minutes before workshop’s end, as if not to give his own idea too much credence. I suspect, though, that most of us knew what he meant.
And if we can be mystical-schmystical for a moment and imagine this is so… [Read more at Good Letters]