I remember, overconfident, drunk, telling a friend at a bar eight years ago that I wanted, “… my new novel to change my life.” He all but rolled his eyes. I hadn’t published any fiction anywhere. No short stories or even flash fiction. All the prose I’d ever written never made it off my laptop. I was a twenty-eight-year-old poet who went to art school. No MFA. No agent. My friend went on to talk about well-known writer friends who […]