Writer? she asks. Do you write?
I blush and pull my thumb-worn
copy of Poets & Writers off the
counter, away from the cash
register, and push the video to
her. Well, kind of, I stammer.
I guess you can say that I do.
She smiles, takes the video and
scans it with her Star Wars laser,
across the bar code. Cool movie,
she says, forgetting her last query,
the one that startled me, made me
think about what I do late at night
after a long day drafting briefs or
making court appearances or
consulting with clients about
potential liability, chains of title,
inverse condemnation, environmental
reports, and the like. Yes, I do write
late at night when the day’s ambitions
bounce and swirl in my head, I
should have said without hesitation.
Yes, I write. I’m a writer and I’m
glad you wondered, glad you asked.