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Edward Henry Minges
I've been writing professionally for sixty years.As a fifteen-year-old (!) high school senior, I won first prize in Scholastic Magazine's annual nationwide writing contest, in the Short Short Story...mehr sehenI've been writing professionally for sixty years.As a fifteen-year-old (!) high school senior, I won first prize in Scholastic Magazine's annual nationwide writing contest, in the Short Short Story category. My English teacher was thrilled. I was called to the stage at our student assembly. There was some sort of check involved.My path forward in life was clear. I would be a full-time writer!Specifically, a writer of short stories for science fiction magazines. I loved The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction, so I had to believe that The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction would love me as well. After I typed out my first three short-shorts, I took the next step and researched how to submit them, and what I was going to get paid when they were accepted.Two cents a word, two thousand words, that's....Oh. Well, OK.So it took a while for me to get back to where I once belonged.In any case, there's not much truly original content in this or any of my other novels. Every city visited, every road driven, every character encountered is drawn directly from life; almost every word is verbatim from conversations remembered from all those years ago.All right, two Georgian Mafia collegiate types with crewcuts, driving a Pontiac 2+2, never threw me in the trunk and ran me down the Coast Highway. But otherwise? Oh, yeah. A memory play.weniger sehen