Way back in my college days, I had a desire to be a full-time writer. I didn’t want to be a novelist or even a journalist, though that was my major in school. I was taking a class in creative non-fiction and was obsessing over books of literary journalism from authors like Gay Talese, Tom Wolfe, Joan Didion, Hunter Thompson and Norman Mailer.
If he was popular in 1990, I would have aspired to be the next Malcolm Gladwell.
One of my English professors recommended to me the seminal classic for writers, “Writing Down