Description: I remember the first time I met with my agent, who’d read a story I’d written for Esquire, “My Father, the Fraud,” and was interested in selling the book. I told her, “I’m very fast—I can have a few chapters to you within the next two months.”
Not so much. Turns out when you’re writing about the people who raised you—and the story is unfolding as you write—you have to calculate a few extra years for emotional paralysis, intensive therapy, and the occasional pill-fueled breakdown. But all that is behind me, now…and look what I have—a book! You can buy it from Amazon | Barnes & Noble | IndieBound. (Note: It is a work of nonfiction, however, some names and details have been changed.)
