Notes from a business writer... and now, novelist
That was enlightening. It shouldn't have been, but it was. (G)
We have a tendency to get a little formulaic... because it often works!Thanks for your comment and welcome to the Blog.
The video reminded me of every movie that I've ever seen. Luckily, most books aren't that bad. Glad to have found you.
I see from your profile that you're from Ashtabula. We're fellow refugees. I grew up in Cleveland. Used to visit Ashtabula when I worked on an iron ore freighter way back when.
Wow, small world, fellow refugee! My mother had a business on Bridge Street, where all the sailors hung out while waiting for the boats to load. I see where North East Ohio has lost significant population. To the point where Youngstown and Cleveland are tearing down houses to make the city limits smaller. I hope you found a great place to live, with better weather and a better economy. I sure did, and I brought my parents and my sister with me. (G)Enjoying your posts, good luck with the book!
If your mother had a bar on Bridge Street, I may have met her! LOL!Living now in Connecticut. Most of my family remains in Cleveland. Very happy here... although today's weather reminds of the gray, rainy skies along the coast of Lake Erie...Thanks for your nice comments.
OMG, that was hilarious.(why am i here instead of writing? never mind. Just answered my own question).
She did, I'm sure you have. It was the Leeward. Opal and Mary Ann were two of the best bartenders on Bridge Street. We were known for hamburgers and pint drafts. My Mom was relatively shy, many people never realized that she owned the place.
If she remembers a kid from the crew of either the William G. Mather (Cleveland Cliffs) or the Walter A. Sterling (also CC) who looked like he just made his First Holy Communion... that was me!The Mather, by the way, is now a museum docked next to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. That should give you an idea of how ancient I am.