There’s a moment in my novel, Last Bridge to Memphis, where the character of “Danny” (who is Elvis, still alive and kickin’ in the late 1980s), is having severe second…
There’s a moment in my novel, Last Bridge to Memphis, where the character of “Danny” (who is Elvis, still alive and kickin’ in the late 1980s), is having severe second…
I’m not gonna lie. By the time you make it to the end of this TL;DR screed, you’ll be calling me cheugy. But IMHO, collectively, we’re suffering from a vocabulary…