A Writer's life #1: O vanity, vanity
Part 1 in an occasional series
“You see,”, I said to Elaine as we crossed the road, the drivers in both directions having stopped to let us do so (I was slightly ahead of her). “Being a famous writer, I find that drivers recognise my face from the pages of magazines and stop for me. Or, of course, it could be that, since I’m incredibly handsome and c…
